The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 293
Time flew by, and before you knew it, the day had arrived for Mirabella to strut
her stuff at the city’s French competition.
The event was getting the full Hollywood treatment. A crew from the Educational
TV network was filming the entire shebang, and planning to spin it into a prime—
time special for their channel.
The showdown was set in the grand exhibition hall on the second floor of the
municipal sports arena. It was transformed into a stage with atmosphere to
spare, thanks to the TV folks who'd wrangled a crowd to fill the seats below the
platform.
Mirabella's game plan for joining the contest was straightforward she had her eye
on the $100,000 prize. From the moment she left school, headphones were her
constant companion.
A girl, tagging along for the ride, leaned in conspiratorially and asked, “Queen
Mira, are you drilling French phrases in there?”
Mirabella turned, about to set the record straight with a “nope, when the girl
interjected, “Mind if I take a listen?” After a beat, Mirabella graciously handed
over one earbud.
When the girl popped it in and was met with the pulse of a pop anthem, she was
gobsmacked. Eyes wide as saucers, she stared at Mirabella, struggling to
process the scene.
Here they were, minutes from showtime, with everyone else cramming their
scripts, and there was Mirabella — not a note in hand, jamming to top forty hits...
Seriously? Sure, the song was from her favorite band, and their lead singer's
voice was a killer, but was this really the moment?
“How's the tune? The lead’s got killer pipes, right?” Mirabella even whipped out
her phone, showing off the album cover, pointing out the frontman, “And he’s
easy on the eyes, too.”
The girl from another class had heard tales of Mirabella from the Advanced Class
and her ice—queen rep, but this was a whole other vibe. Sharing her music and
fan—girling over stars, Mirabella was as down-to—earth as they come.
Totally relatable!
The girl was so charmed that she ditched her French script, and the two of them
started fangirling hard.
Returning from the draw, their French teacher nearly fainted at their chatter. He
quickly separated them and delivered a motivational speech before handing out
the assigned numbers.
There were nearly fifty contestants, and the performance order was a lottery.
Mirabella drew number twenty—one, smack in the middle.
An hour later, it was her turn. As she stepped onto the stage, the spotlight hit her,
illuminating
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her delicate features and highlighting her naturally poised aura.
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Regaining her composure, she nodded politely to the judges, and moments later,
fluent French poured from her lips.
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She recited a well-known piece of
poetry sans script — unlike her peers.
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pronunciation impeccable. Among
the competitors, she was a dazzling
standout. Barring any surprises, the
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