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

Chapter 327
Mirabella glanced over. “Oh, sure, no problem.”
Michelle took a deep breath and was about to turn away when she saw Mirabella
in front of her, swiftly swinging her arm, a knife in hand. The next second,
Michelle felt something warm splatter onto her face.
Michelle's eyes snapped open.
Everyone who witnessed the scene froze.
“Ah, sorry about that,” Mirabella said, putting down the knife and fishing a tissue
out of her pocket. She only pulled out one and handed it over, “I've only done this
once before.”
Michelle was wearing a white coat, and now her face, collar, and pants were all
splattered with blood. She looked at Mirabella, who seemed apologetic but didn’t
genuinely appear to be sorry.
Michelle's expression soured slightly, but mindful of the live broadcast, she
mustered a forced smile and said with faux generosity, “No, no worries.”
She lowered her gaze, not taking the tissue from Mirabella, and turned to the
host to excuse herself to clean up, quickly walking away.
Mirabella raised an eyebrow, feeling not the slightest bit embarrassed as she
used the tissue to wipe her fingers.
In the live stream chat,
[OMG, that was totally on purpose.]
(You ask my brother to carve a turkey, and you get a face full of “blood,’ lol. I can
totally see the boss-lady vibes on Juztin’s little sister.]
[Jeez, Michelle gets splashed, and you only gave her one tissue? Who does
that?]
[This country bumpkin should be kicked off the show.]
(This girl is badass, keeping all those fame-hungry flies away from her brother.]
[Some people have no shame trying to cling to the spotlight. I'm glad my girl
handled it like a pro!]
Beside them, Heather's gaze flitted across Mirabella, who was untouched by any
blood, her eyes devoid of warmth. She didn't believe for a second it wasn’t
intentional.
A few minutes later, Michelle returned, her clothes changed, and blood wiped
clean from her face. It was a good thing she had packed an extra outfit,
expecting the rustic setting.
Because of the delay caused by Michelle’s wardrobe change, the first task of
carving had been concluded, leaving Heather and Michelle in last place.
Faced with the host's merciless announcement, Heather sighed to the camera,
“Alas, the crew
11:331
has finally struck against us delicate flowers, so heartless.”
“Heather, It's all my fault for the delay. I'll take care of the dishes for lunch,”
Michelle said, looking genuinely upset.
Is it just me, or does that sound like a loaded statement?)
[If it weren't for Juztin's sister pulling that stunt, Michelle's team wouldn't be last,
would it?)
[She didn’t plan to help at first, then changed her mind midway... Hah, talk about
playing games.]
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[If she did not help, you say Juztin's
sister was elie ss heyretped, dnd
dvi 0laVifg. dames. Some
people just love to nitpick for fun]
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[Serves you right for involving the wrong person.]
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Controversy always spiked the

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ratings, and the live stream'’s
popularity soared once again. m
Backstage, Waller Wak Very Steased
WRH1hd eine If the guests were
: )
always harmonious. there'd be no
A 2
drama to watch. Juztin's sister
seemed rather interesting. Walker
pondered for a moment, planning to
give her more screen time. The
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Come lunchtime, all the guests were seated in the yard around a long table,
eagerly anticipating the show's catering.
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I wonder what lavish lunch you have

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Engrossed in her phone, Mirabella responded without looking up. “I've got a
hunch it won't be that lavish.”