<b>Chapter </b>424


    Mirabe paused in her tracks, turning her head back to shoot a look at him. “Donald, my family taking you in is charity enough. Don’t push your luck.”


    Donald huffed angrily, yanking the nket over his head. Seriously, what kind of person talked like that?!


    He should have never asked.


    Shaking her head, Mirabe decided not to deal with him anymore and quickly left the


    room.


    As she descended the staircase, Delh had already finished preparing dinner andid it out on the dining table. She nced at her daughter and asked, “Did you check on Donald? Is he sleeping now? I made him some chicken soup. If he’s awake, I can take a bowl up to him now.”


    Mirabe nodded, pulling out a chair to sit. “No need. I’ll take it up after we eat.”


    “Alright then,” Delh replied softly, pausing before adding, “Take good care of him, okay?<b>” </b>


    Mirabe gave her a look upon hearing that.


    After dinner, Mirabe took a bowl of chicken soup and a te of steamed greens upstairs, pushing open the <b>door to </b>enter.


    She ced the items on the nightstand, noting that Donald’s eyes were closed, feigning sleep. She arched an eyebrow. Of course, if one ignored his uneven breathing, they might actually believe he was asleep.


    “Alright, quit faking. Get up and eat something,” Mirabe said slowly, breaking the silence. of the room.


    Donald didn’t move on the bed, as if he hadn’t heard a thing.


    Mirabe didn’t say another word and instead pulled up a chair, slouching into itzily as she fished out her phone.


    A message popped up on Messenger. It was from Collins, Leo’s agent.m[Hey Mira, I’ve got the sports brand endorsement deal sorted out.]


    Seeing the message, Mirabe’s eyes lit up. She crossed her legs, looking every bit the rebel, and typed back. [Awesome, Collins. Thanks for the hustle.]


    Collins, who was at a diner with Leo, saw Mirabe’s reply as soon as his phone buzzed on the table. After reading it, he quickly responded. [No problem<b>.</b>]


    He then looked up at Leo, who was busy munching on his meal and sent another message. [By the way, I haven’t mentioned to your brother about snagging the ad deal.]


    Over time, Collins had noticed a particr quirk. Whenever it came to Mirabe doing something like epting an ad deal, Leo was quick to refuse, almost obsessively protective to an abnormal degree.


    Mirabe, squinting slightly, typed back leisurely. [Don’t worry, he doesn’t have the right to refuse.]


    With that response, Collins felt reassured. Even though Leo was overly protective, he was also a bit of a pushover, especially where his sister was concerned, with no real standing as the older brother.


    Leo looked up, noticing Collins chuckling darkly at his phone, and narrowed his eyes. “Collins?”


    Clearing his throat, Collins set down the phone and said nonchntly, ‘Oh, I forgot to tell you, when I dropped off that autograph for your sister the other day, I casually brought up the ad deal, and she was interested.”


    Leo’s brow furrowed. “Didn’t we already turn down that ad deal?”


    “Yeah, we did, but it seems your sister was quite keen, so I chased it back down,‘ Collins exined calmly.


    Leo shot him a skeptical look. “My sister was interested? You must have nagged her into


    it.”


    Collins‘ lips twitched, and then he simply picked up his phone, unlocked it, pulled up his recent Messenger chat with Mirabe, and handed