When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family Ch 10

Chapter 10 Time’s Up for the Mills Family

Il’inston never comes boine, not even during breaks… So now it’s just me and Dominic under this roof

Dominic frowned slightly and said in a calm voice, “You saw Winston today?

It sounded like a question, but his tone made it clear he already knew the answer.

The principal had already reported everything that happened at school.

Jean nodded. “Yeah. He really helped me out today…”

Speaking of Winston–one of the many villains in this messed–up family–his fate in the story was pretty tragic too.

That thought made Jean lower her eyes, her mouth tightening just a little.

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Winston’s a poor guy too… Who would’ve thought the school’s golden boy would one day face dozens of criminal charges and spend the rest of his life behind bars

Clatter.

Dominic’s cutlery dropped onto the table.

Jean snapped out of her thoughts, startled by the sudden noise. She blinked at him. “Dominic, can’t even hold a fork properly? What is this, early onset Parkinson’s?”

Dominic picked the fork back up. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He responded absently, “I’m fine. Keep eating.”

But his mind was still echoing with what he’d just heard from Jean’s thoughts.

All the brothers had been busy with their own lives, barely coming home, but Winston… he hadn’t come back in a long time, Not even a phone call.

The once–sweet youngest sibling had grown into someone cold and distant, brash and unpredictable.

And now, Jean was saying he’d end up in prison?

A deep look crept into Dominic’s eyes. His fingers curled slowly against the edge of the table.

thing hadn’t happened when they were

Winston wouldn’t have changed

drifted away from the family like a

that

to see his youngest brother spiral

The next day

stepped into the classroom when she got the

be replaced temporarily by

She wasn’t surprised

7:39 PM c

10 Time’s Up

on her

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enough to make Jean’s ears ache

middle–aged woman glaring down at her, eyes

“You’re Jean!”

voice was anything but

her gaze without flinching

spilled over, “I’m Deon’s mother. Come with me. I

Deon’s mom?

Jean instantly understood.

argument and

this peak mama’s boy

perked up. A crowd

family wasn’t one to mess with. His mom, in particular, was

didn’t know her place. She ran her mouth yesterday, but now she

cat got

hadn’t said anything, Deon’s mother lified

sure had a lot to

ever. “Ma’am, didn’t you say we should

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that, she walked

the hallway, standing tall like

classroom, students crowded

technically in the room anymore,