When the Family Ch 3

Chapter 3 That Steak Wants Me Dead

“You finish up. I’ve got something to take care of.”

Dominic toned down the edge in his voice, doing his best not to sound harsh and cold.

Jean pouted a little without saying a word.

Really? He wants me to keep eating this stuff? Not even a dog would touch it… just because food’s there doesn’t mean you should eat it!

Dominic turned his head and gave her a quick glance.

Jean instantly put on her best wide-eyed, innocent look.

“If there’s anything you actually like, just ask the housekeeper,” he added, surprisingly gentle.

They were technically siblings, but he barely knew her at all.

Jean had always been more of a ghost than a person. Quiet, forgettable. If he weren’t her brother, he probably wouldn’t have given her a second look.

But now—

Dominic met her clear, open gaze and felt something shift inside him.

Maybe he’d gotten it all wrong.

Maybe she wasn’t distant. Maybe she just didn’t know how to let people in.

Jean had no clue what was going on in Dominic’s head. She was off in her own little world.

Anything I want? Don’t just say that—prove it. Send me seven bucks and let’s see how serious you are. It’s Thursday. I’m about to go full chaos mode!

A few minutes later, her phone buzzed with a transfer.

Fourteen thousand dollars.

“Dominic, you… why would you… send me this much money?” Jean stared at her phone like it had just grown wings. Her voice came out in broken pieces.

This was what people meant by money falling from the sky.

This was what it felt like to trip and land in a pile of gold.

This was the dream.

Money, come to me. Rain down on me. Pour in from everywhere…

Dominic caught the wide-eyed look on her face, those dark pupils shimmering like glass, and honestly, he found it kind of adorable.

“If that’s not enough, just ask me for more.”

He dropped that line like it was nothing, then walked off with Bryson without another word.

Jean stayed at the table by herself, grinning like she’d just hit the jackpot.

Hehe… fourteen grand just like that.

rate, her dream of retiring in a five-star psych

ask for more if she needed

like this had to be finessed. If she got greedy and drained him too fast,

……

into the back seat of the sleek black

still echoed in

Thomas…

eyes narrowed. Something sharp and

been cozying up to Thomas lately.” His voice

show on

Mr. Dominic

was actually starting

“Got it.”

to himself. He knew better

……

was the end of

homemade cake from the fridge, ate to her heart’s content, then

was cranked all the

her

Sarah—the heroine—would show up. So until that day

out lazily, and her fingers brushed

It was cold. Metallic.

Jean froze.

sat up fast and

Her eyes popped open.

she didn’t recognize.

the badge and looked

was a hexagram—not too big, not too

was eerie. Beautiful. And deeply

it hit her. Her expression tightened. Her

Clink.

out of her hand

in a shaky

over her skin like invisible ice. She instinctively

If she wasn’t misremembering.

Hexagram. Iris.

of a

families. But behind the scenes,

was one

stood for chaos and blood. They were the ultimate villains. The kind of villains who could actually rival the

And their insignia?

bloom, cradled inside

Abyssal Choir.

rise. It was like something cold and invisible

way that badge just ended up here

Which meant—

original Jean have with the Abyssal

How would someone like her get involved

Abyssal Choir had already

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