When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family Ch 13

Chapter 13 I’m Not Signing Up for This Crap Again

“1 refuse. Jean said flatly, curling her lip.

To be honest, playing a tree wasn’t a big deal to Jean. She wasn’t particularly bothered by the role itself.

But she wasn’t about to waste her precious time on this kind of nonsense.

She was here to vibe, not to suffer. And it was painfully obvious that Lacey had it out for her.

This was a setup if she’d ever seen one. Why walk straight into the trap.

As for Lacey-

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The host’s memories were incomplete. Jean didn’t know exactly what had caused this princess of a girl to hold a grudge. Maybe Lacey was just following the crowd, joining the others in bullying the weird, unlikable girl that was the host.

like the others who openly isolated her, Lacey was sneakier–always stabbing from the shadows.

And those fake smiles and sweet words? Way worse than being hated outright.

“Refuse?” Lacey frowned slightly, putting on a troubled look. “If that’s how you feel, why didn’t you speak up before the drawing? Now you’ve been picked, and you want to back our?”

She said it all very logically, which made it seem like Jean was being unreasonable and breaking her word.

“There’s a saying, you know–if you place a bet, you take the loss. A boy laughed from the back, clearly just enjoying the drama.

“Like she knows anything about taking responsibility. She’s single–handedly dropped our class average like five points.”

“Yeah, good one–ha!”

jean ignored the noise. She looked straight at Lacey, let out a dramatic sigh, and said-

“Lacey, I’m just not doing this stuff anymore, okay? If 1 join, I’ll be unhappy. And if I’m unhappy, I’ll be dead inside. And if I’m dead inside, that’s basically the same as being dead–dead. And I’may be a totally average nobody with no accomplishments, but I’m still my mom’s precious baby. If she finds out someone made me feel this awful, she’s gonna be heartbroken. And then she’ll call the cops. And then you’ll be the one in trouble.”

She gave Lacey a crooked smile.

Silence.

The classroom feli completely still

Lacey looked stunned by Jean’s sudden monologue. Her eyes widened in confusion. She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, the bell rang.

Class was starting

choice but to leave the podium. Carrying the lottery box, she quickly returned to her seat–but not before sneaking another glance

bottle of water, only to get cut off at the corridor’s end by none other than

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13. I’m Not Signing Up for This Crap

or recognition. You could even get

the threat practically written across her

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Awards? Discipline?” Jean’s eyes sparkled as she broke into a laugh. “Is that supposed to scare me? If you can get me kicked

kind of

a perfect

off guard. She hadn’t expected Jean to be

punching a cloud–no resistance,

suddenly, switching gears, “I’m involved in end–of–term evaluations

Her tone sharpened.

to you, but what

change, but

knew Lacey had noticed how Sofia had

o one

of an oddball herself. She didn’t follow the crowd. But her grades were so far above everyone else’s, no wanted to risk messing with

wouldn’t go after her. Sofia came from an average family. Lacey definitely

pretty close to you. Would you really be okay

her voice as smooth and

Jean had to admit-

to mix emotional blackmail and veiled

over,” Lacey said, stepping back with her trademark fake smile. “Son’s one of the only people who’s ever

walked past Jean and

Jean almost laughed.

She wasn’t

lent her a pair of

herself on stage as a tree

to class just as the

and pulled a

thin metal

between

landed on

Iran frowned slightly.

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