When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 3

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.

dream of retiring in a

Dominic had said she could ask

If she got greedy and

……

sleek black car, tugging at his shirt collar

still echoed

Thomas…

narrowed. Something sharp

lately.” His voice dropped low and cold as he spoke

show on his face,

Mr. Dominic notice something

was actually starting to

“Got it.”

thoughts to himself. He knew better than to

……

was the end of summer

homemade cake from the fridge, ate

cranked all

her bed with

that day

arm stretched out lazily, and her fingers brushed

It was cold. Metallic.

Jean froze.

and yanked the pillow

Her eyes popped open.

was a metal badge she didn’t recognize. Totally unfamiliar. And definitely

the badge and looked it over

big, not too small—with a sharp-lined iris blooming right through

Beautiful. And deeply

hit her. Her expression tightened. Her

Clink.

badge slipped out of her

in a

crawled over her skin like invisible ice. She

If she wasn’t misremembering.

Hexagram. Iris.

symbol of a secret group

was run by glamorous, powerful families. But behind the scenes, there were darker forces. Ruthless organizations hiding in the shadows, fighting for

Choir was one of

chaos and blood. They were the ultimate villains.

And their insignia?

full bloom, cradled

Abyssal Choir.

on her neck rise. It was like something cold and invisible had wrapped around

was no way that badge

Which meant—

connection did the original Jean have

quiet, pampered heiress. How would someone like her get involved with a

Abyssal Choir had already targeted

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