Damon suddenly spoke up.
“I remember during the arts festival, the song Mira sang, ‘Silent Comet,’ which is now a huge hit online—I think the songwriter had the same name.”
At his reminder, Adrian glanced at the singers’ names: a duet by Mira and Gavin.
“It really is Mira.”
As for Gavin, they remembered him too. Wasn’t he that second-rate singer kicked out of Porter Entertainment?
Adrian’s disdain for Mira grew.
“Just as I thought. She couldn’t hack it on her own, so now she’s resorted to busking for scraps. And her partner is some obscure little company and a second-rate singer.”
She was truly throwing her life away and scraping the bottom of the barrel.
“It’ll be good for her to learn a few hard lessons. Her life at home was too comfortable,” Damon added.
After a few comments, no one paid it any more mind and went back to watching their own songs.
Meanwhile, Shane was in his own office with his music team, also staring at a computer screen.
“Mr. Porter, look at these two songs. They were just released, and their rankings are climbing fast on all the charts.”
“What, two more new songs have appeared?”
Why did these people have it out for his company? Porter Entertainment had just released a new song and broken into the top 100 on the hot search chart, pushing Aura Media Group’s new songs down, only for Mercer Vision Entertainment to release two songs to compete with them.
He thought Mercer Vision was annoying enough, but now someone else was joining the fray.
Shane saw the song titles, “A Person Like Me” and “Echoes of Her.” So plain, with no hint of romance and nothing particularly striking.
And Solflare Entertainment? What kind of trashy company was this? Did every hack think they could come and get a piece of the pie?
Then he looked at the writer, Lune. Some nobody. His own company’s songwriters were big names.
Shane told his subordinate, “Don’t bother with it.”
Just as he was about to turn the page, his eyes caught the singers: Mira and Gavin! He burst out laughing.
No more annoying people to bother her, no more discordant voices. She was in charge of everything. And from now on, she had a capable helper like Rachel to take care of her daily life.
Rachel’s arm was injured, so Mira hadn't intended for her to cook. It was just the two of them; they could have ordered takeout for a while.
But Rachel couldn't sit still. “Your Auntie Rachel isn’t that delicate. This little bit of work is nothing. I can handle it with one hand.”
Mira tried to persuade her a few times, but she wouldn’t listen, so Mira let her be.
After a few days of recovery, Rachel’s health had largely returned to normal, and the injury on her arm had stabilized.
After Mira cleaned up and changed her clothes, Rachel placed a steaming hot meal on the table.
After dinner and a shower, Mira couldn't resist opening her laptop.
Although she was confident in the two songs, she still felt a flutter of anxiety. After all, having been reborn, many things were different now.
Mira clasped her hands together. She was pretty sure she wouldn't end up a laughingstock, but whether this was the start of a new reign remained to be seen.

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