When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family Ch 7

Chapter 7 WinstonMakes Things Right

Winston lowered his eyes, the cold light in his gaze falling onto his sister’s fingers.

He hated being touched.

Normally, if anyone dared grab his hand like that, his body would be flooded with a wave of uncontrollable disgust.

It made his skin crawl.

Right now, he still felt that revulsion.

He wanted to fling Jean’s hand off, to shake off the dark, twisted feeling surging in his chest…

But when he looked at the bright and clear eyes of the girl in front of him, he forced himself to hold back.

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Winston’s face remained expressionless, but inside he was already wrestling with himself. He pressed his lips together and finally said to Jean-

“Let’s talk over in the garden.”

Rylan thought to himself. Oh wow, is he really about to talk to a girl alone?

The rest of the court thought to themselves. Is that actually Winston?t What is happening?!

The girls watching from the sidelines couldn’t believe their eyes. Their emotions were all over the place.

“What is going on? Has the ice prince descended from his throne?”

-Winston wants to talk to her one–on–one? Is he out of his mind?”

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way. I don’t believe it… I don’t believe this is happening…”

“Why didn’t he shut that girl down hard like he always does? Why is he treating her differently.”

“I’m so mad I could scream. She must’ve pulled something on him…

“I object. I completely object to this situation!”

Jean followed Winston into the nearby garden..

“So, the teacher made you pick up trash on the field?” Winston asked as he listened to her explanation, his sharp brows faintly furrowed.

him in on

of her way to approach her brother just for fun or for a recognition scene

help to fight back and set

right there, why wouldn’t you lean on

it would all just be too damn

it “Winston said with a small nod. His face was calm, his striking features cloaked in

couldn’t read

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idea her wild train of thoughts was being heard loud and clear. She pressed her lips together and

field.

to class?” Jean’s eyes

There was something solid and dependable in the way he said it, like a

didn’t argue. She did exactly as her brother said and strutted back to

know what Winston planned to do for

cared? If the sky fell, Winston would be the one holding

At that moment-

sitting in the office, focused on

other teachers all had

was a knock at the

was light,

responded instinctively. “Come

her, unhurried and indifferent. Then a cold

“Ms. Wendy.”

stopped writing

a stunning white–haired boy standing tall

slightly lifted, his lips curved into

“what exactly

And what was his

turning stern. “I had my reasons for punishing Jean. She misbehaved, plain and

wasn’t very familiar with

but this white–haired kid didn’t ring any

is this how you think it’s

the kered through Winston’s eyes. The chill in his expression

mors was

took a step back, glanced lazily toward the door, and let his pride show without restraint “Good I wasn’t in the mood to talk to

That person! What

Wendy was completely lost

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next moment, the principal hurst through the