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 five-star psych ward was totally

she could ask for more if

this had to be finessed. If she got greedy and

……

seat of the sleek black car,

still echoed

Thomas…

narrowed. Something sharp

Thomas lately.” His voice dropped low and cold as

show on his face, but inside, he

Mr. Dominic notice

actually starting to

“Got it.”

thoughts to himself. He knew better than

……

was the end of summer

few slices of homemade cake from the fridge, ate to her heart’s content, then wandered back

air conditioning was cranked all

onto her

up. So until that day

her fingers brushed against something under the

It was cold. Metallic.

Jean froze.

sat up fast and

Her eyes popped open.

didn’t

picked up the badge and

in three dimensions. It was a hexagram—not too big, not too small—with a sharp-lined iris blooming

Beautiful. And

expression tightened. Her eyes widened

Clink.

slipped out of her hand and landed

in a shaky

over her skin like

If she wasn’t misremembering.

Hexagram. Iris.

symbol of a

behind the

was one of the

blood. They were the ultimate villains. The kind of villains who could actually rival

And their insignia?

iris in full bloom,

Abyssal Choir.

felt the hairs on her neck rise. It was like

way that badge just ended up here by

Which meant—

connection did the original Jean have

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

the Abyssal Choir had

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