GoodReadChapter 328
Hans furrowed his brow and turned to Mirabella, “Why so?”
“Just a pattern,” Mirabella said nonchalantly, her delicate features betraying a casual indifference.
“At least that's better than us. We're stuck with the standard issue of pickles and cornbread,” Hans lamented
with a sigh, then glanced over at Mirabella’s phone screen. “Hey, what gare you playing?”
“Chicken Farm.”
Her words brought an immediate pause to the group gathered around the table. A sense of dread, ruled by the
morning's challenges, surged forth. Michelle's face couldn't help but stiffen a bit as her fingers curled on her lap.
Heather glanced at her cousin and then, with a smile, suddenly asked. “You look quite young, dear. Still in school,
| presume? High school?”
“Yeah,” Mirabella answered succinctly, her tone polite.
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Heather hummed in response and casually inquired further, “No weekend tutoring, then?” The implication was
clear: What was a high school student doing at an event like this instead of studying?
Finally lifting her head, Mirabella met Heather's gaze with a smile, “Never needed extra lessons.”
The chat exploded with comments.
[Never needed extra lessons? Does that mean she’s a genius or just beyond help academically?]
[Love the confidence, so cool]
[Here comes the show-off again.]
Heather was momentarily dazzled by her smile and felt a twinge of discomfort, but she maintained her grin. “It
sounds like you must be quite the student.”
“More or less,” Mirabella brushed off the compliment.
Leo, sitting silently beside his sister, watched the exchange. He was well accustomed to Mirabella’s habit of
downplaying her abilities.
“By the way. Juztin.” Heather turned her attention to Leo, her tone laced with concern, “there were srumors
online about you being injured... that’s not true, is it?”
Bringing up such a topic during the show seemed a bit too deliberate, but given the recent online buzz, it went
largely unchallenged. Everyone present, as well as the fans watching the live stream, were eager to know the
truth.
JINIESH)
Leo pursed his lips, his cool and handsdemeanor unchanged. His hand tapped the table as he spoke. “If |
were injured, Walker probably wouldnt have invitedto join this show.”
Heather's eyes flickered. She laughed it off with a. “Of course, what was | thinking? But there's no truth to the
Neon Paradox’s breakup rumors, right?”
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The question hit like a bombshell.
Hans and Gabriel exchanged surprised glances. Asking about the Injury was already a bit. thoughtless, but now
this?
Leo didn’t answer. He just gave Heather a look. The air thickened with awkwardness.
Heather seemed oblivious to the inappropriateness of her question and added, “Neon Paradox has been around
for years. It'd be such a shif you guys disbanded.”
The silence was taken as confirmation. Immediately, the live chat erupted.
[No way, if Neon Paradox disbands, what's left of my years of fandom?)
[Juztin says he’s not injured but didn’t address the breakup. Looks like he’s going solo for real.] (It’s sad. Once
speople get famous, they just kick their former mates to the curb. So cold.] [No wonder he didn’t clear the
air before. This is really disappointing.]
Mirabella glanced at the chat, her fingertips grazing her phone. She looked up at Heather, her expression
unreadable.
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