Chapter 465


    Michelle fiddled with the hem of her skirt as she sat, her hands resting on her knees. It was as if the


    silence from Heather had jogged her memory, prompting her to speak up, “I remember, in the first


    episode, Juztin’s sister mentioned she was studying at Parkside High School. I’ll hit up a buddy of mine


    who’s an underssman there, and see if he knows her.”


    Heather turned to nce at her, puzzled by this sudden interest in Juztin’s sister.


    Pressing her lips together, Michelle’s eyes dropped slightly, and after a brief pause, she said in a soft


    but steely tone, “If she really goes to Parkside High School… then today’s livestream fiasco isn’t over


    yet.” The lightness in her voice did little to mask the malicecing her words.


    At this, the gloom in Heather’s eyes seemed to dissipate somewhat. Juztin was untouchable, but his


    sister? That was another story.


    With a subdued ‘hm, Heather simply advised, “Just keep it low–key, okay?”


    “I got it,” Michelle replied, her voice a gentle whisper.


    The assistant driving in front nced in the rearview mirror, his expression unchanged, as if these dark


    maneuvers were just part of the job. He sighed internally, already foreseeing the grim fate awaiting the


    girl Heather had set her sights on. It was a shame, really, to get tangled with the likes of them.


    Meanwhile, in another car.


    Collins was recounting the day’s events from the livestream, “You should’ve seen Heather’s face, man.


    She was just bragging about her posh fanbase when they all switched their usernames in unison. It


    was aplete train wreck, happened in less than a minute. I almost diedughing.”


    Mirabe, lounging in her seat, perked up at the mention of the on–air humiliation that had unfolded.


    “I’ve disliked that woman since the start of this show,” Leo confessed without reserve. Targeting him


    was one thing, but repeatedly going after his sister was beyond annoying.


    When Collins heard Leo refer to Heather as ‘that woman, he couldn’t help but grimace, throwing in a


    reminder, “Heather was crowned Best Actress atst year’s film festival, a rising starlet!”


    “Please, I’m the chart–topping heartthrob of the music world, and you don’t see me bragging,” Leo


    scoffed, ncing at the back of


    Collins‘ head.


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    “Ha, heartthrob? Did you miss the new tag your fans are pping on you?” Collins couldn’t resist a jab,


    “Our little princess.”


    That turned Leo’s face thunderous.


    “Didn’t I tell you to watch your image before we came? You were supposed to maintain your cool, but


    no, you went full na?ve sweetheart,” Collins shook his head in exasperation.


    Leo mped his mouth shut, choosing silence over argument.


    “No wonder you always turned down these types of show invites. You knew yourself,” Collins paused,


    but didn’t continue with the disdain. “Well, your persona may have crumbled, but your fans‘ love has


    only grown. Just embrace being the sweet princess from now


    on.”


    Leo was speechless. Damn it, talk about a devil for an agent!


    Mirabe just smiled quietly, turning to look out the window as their exchange continued. Her phone


    buzzed in her pocket. Pulling it out, she saw a message.


    Adler: [Hey, can you help me analyze a data report?]


    After pondering for a few seconds, her fingers danced across the screen with a reply. [Sure, send it to


    my email.] Once the message was sent, she forwarded her personal email address to Adler.


    Back at his end, Adler felt a wave of relief wash over him as he read her response. The nervous


    tension that had gripped him was suddenly gone.