<b>Chapter </b><b>376 </b>
“Jay’s apology?” Collins raked his fingers through his disheveled hair. “What did you think? Weren’t you <b>going </b>on about drafting a cease and desist?”
“Uh<b>… </b>Jay’s apology? Why would he need to apologize?” Leo’s confusion was growing by the second.
“You didn’t check Twitterst night, did you?” Collins asked, his surprise evident.
“Nope, <b>hit </b>the hay early,” Leo admitted.
Alright then, Collins thought he had a handle on Leo’s bewildered response. “Jay admitted he got the track from your sister. She went behind your back and gave Jay your song, so she is the real viin trying to trash your rep online.”
After a brief pause, he added, “Don’t get it twisted. I mean your ex–sister, Summer.”
At that, Leo instinctively furrowed his brows. “You’re telling me that Summer gave that track to Jay?”
“That’s right.” Collins leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs with a nonchnt air. “Speaking of which, weren’t you two at each other’s throats? How’d your music end up in her hands<b>?</b>”
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“She didn’t steal it,” Leo said after a long silence. Even though he had little the Summer of his past, he wasn’t the type to nder someone without reason.
“No way, man. Go check the top trending post on Twitter. There’s an audio clip, Summer confessed,” Collins insisted, thinking Leo was just trying to protect Summer’s dignity.
Leo’s frown deepened. “I’ll have a look.”
“Good. Swing by the officeter. We still gotta deal with this Jay mess,” said Collins.
“Got it.”
Leo ended the call quickly, pulled a chair up to his desk, and fired up Twitter. He found the tweet Collins had mentioned.
After listening to the audio clip, Leo was a mix of stunned and baffled. The track was indeed from Summer; there was no doubt about it.
So, the question was, how could the polished version she had be identical to the one he had finishedter on? Leo felt goosebumps on his arms and a chill down his spine.
Shaking his head, Leo quickly–browsed the web for more info and checked out Jay’s apology post. His lips curled into a cold sneer.
If Jay had been upfront about his mistake, Leo might have thought Jay had some decency, but the guy had pushed all the me onto Summer… This eagerness to wash
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‘hands of gullt <b>was </b>a clear sign of a moralpass that had gone haywire.
Putting <b>his </b><b>phone </b>away<b>, </b><b>Leo </b>freshened up and went downstairs. In the dining room, the family <b>was </b>having breakfast. Leo joined them, pulling out a chair and sitting down.
With the <b>Twitter </b>fiasco on his mind, he was absentminded through breakfast, dropping his toast on the table twice<b>. </b>
Mirabe took a sip of her orange juice and nced at him. “Leo?”
Hearing his sister’s voice, Leo snapped out of his daze and nodded, “Yeah, what’s up, Mirabe<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“You look like you’re on another,” she said casually.
Leo’s grip on his fork tightened, but he looked up at their parents seated across the table. Discussing Summer in front of them didn’t seem right, so he simply shook his head. “Just didn’t sleep well.”