Leo eyed his agent with a mix of irritation and curiosity. "Hey, hey, what''s that supposed to mean? Spell it out, will you?"


    He had this sinking feeling he wasn''t going to like what wasing next, but he still wanted to hear it.


    Collins,pletely unfazed by Leo''s re, shrugged and said nonchntly, "Can''t help it, man. You''re the new Princess Davis of the industry-totally unreliable."


    Leo: "..."


    "Just takest week''s episode of ''Country Comfort'' for instance. Your sister had exams and couldn''t be there for you, and let''s face it, your performance was a train wreck." Collins shook his head with a look of utter distaste.


    At this point, he seriously started to wonder if the self-sufficient Leo from a few years back had been possessed by someone else.


    Otherwise, how couldst week''s live show have been such a disaster?


    Collins sighed, then his tone lightened slightly as he continued, "I mean, sure, your ice-king image is totally shattered, but hey, it''s a blessing in disguise. Your fanbase hasn''t shrunk; it''s actually growing."


    The problem was, the majority of those new fans were ''mom fans'' and ''sister fans.''


    At the mention of this, Leo''s face turned as dark as a thundercloud.


    Blessing in disguise, my foot. What kind of blessing is it for a dude like me to be called ''Princess''? That''s just a curse in a fancy dress.


    Rubbing his temples to ward off the headache, Leo unceremoniously showed his agent the door: "Just get out of my house. You''re not wee here anymore. Don''t bothering back, thanks."


    Collins'' mouth twitched at the corners.


    Mirabe, leaning on the edge of the sofa, patted Leo''s shoulder with a look of profound sympathy. "Leo, you should be hospitable. That was a bit harsh, don''t you think?"


    Leo shot his sister a look filled with betrayal. He knew exactly what she was thinking.


    So his own flesh and blood ranked lower than a check!


    Clearing his throat, Collins turned to Mirabe, "You''re not going to bail on us again tomorrow, are you? You have no idea how much the viewership dropped for thest live show without you."


    The director had been on the phone every single day since thest show, asking about her as if the broadcast would copse without her presence.


    And here was Collins, ostensibly to deliver a check, but mostly to talk about the live show.


    Mirabe was taken aback. "Really? It can''t be that serious, right?"


    She had tried to keep a low profile on the show, even asking the director to cut down her screen time to the bare minimum.


    "You might not be aware of your online poprity. By staying off-camera, you''ve added thisyer of mystery that has the fans intrigued. Plus, that sports brand ad you did? Your poprity might just eclipse that of our ''Little Princess'' here." Collins spoke slowly, emphasizing the title.


    Leo, now officially dubbed ''Ho Little Princess Xiang'': "..."


    MMP!


    Mirabe didn''t spend much time online, focusing instead on her books and studies, so she was genuinely unaware of the buzz Collins mentioned.


    She''d asionally listen to her friend Jenna gossip, but she never took it seriously.


    Coming back to the moment, Mirabe said, "I''m free tomorrow. The live show won''t be an issue."


    Collins immediately rxed, then after a moment''s consideration, he added, "Do you have a Twitter ount?"


    "No, I don''t do social media," Mirabe replied.


    "How about I set one up for you?" Collins suggested. "There''s a ton of people


    leavingments under the Little Princess'' Twitter. I think it would be good for you to have your own space."


    Leo: "..."


    Really digging the ''Little Princess'' nickname, huh?


    Mirabe considered this for a second and then nodded. "Sure, I''ll sign up for er."