The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 652

The buzz on Twitter was like wildfire, but for Mirabella, she was just cruising down the highway, heading home after wrapping up a show.

Mirabella wasn't big on scrolling through Twitter; she preferred the quiet hum of the road, eyes closed, leaning back in her seat, unwinding.

Her phone buzzed with a few pings from Messenger, pulling her out of her moment of peace. She grabbed her phone to see what was up.

Autumn: [Hey sis, you holding up alright?]

Autumn: [It's all my brother's fault. I'm so sorry you're getting dragged by those trolls because of him.]

Autumn: [Don't freak out, sis. My brother will sort this out, promise. Don't let those keyboard warriors get to you!]

Mirabella read Autumn's messages and sent back a question mark, not even registering the change in the nickname to 'sis'.

Autumn clutched her phone, pondering the meaning behind that question mark. After a moment, she concluded that Mirabella probably had no clue about the Twitter storm, otherwise, she wouldn't have responded with confusion.

Autumn wanted to kick herself for spilling the beans. She quickly messaged back: [Ah, never mind. Nothing's up.]

Mirabella saw the reply and, after a brief pause, she typed: [You're practically saying 'I'm guilty' without the confession.]

Autumn broke into a sweat and didn't dare to reply, shifting her focus back to clashing with the trolls online.

Seeing that Autumn had gone silent, Mirabella’s fingers danced across her screen for a few moments before she tapped on the Twitter app.

She had notifications for Twitter turned off, so she was blissfully unaware of any comments or DMs blowing up her phone.

But as soon as she opened Twitter, she was greeted with a notification that her account was at risk and had been forcibly logged out.

Mirabella: ?

She stared at her phone, perplexed, and tried to log in again. After entering her password and hitting confirm, the same forced log-out message popped up.

A sense of dread settled in Leo's gut; the online harassment he had always feared for his sister seemed to be unfolding.

He clenched his jaw and closed the tweet, then navigated to the Twitter trending page.

By now, Owen's tweet had vanished from the top trends, replaced by five about his sister in the top ten.

He clicked on one at random to take a look.

Meanwhile, Mirabella had fixed her Twitter account access. This time, it logged in smoothly, no warnings, no hitches.

Confronted with over 999+ notifications, she hesitated for a mere second before diving in.

"Goodnight, see you tomorrow. Taking a day off, aiming to write more." She sighed, the weight of the online world a heavy shroud as she powered down for the night.