When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family 52

Chapter 52 A Bargaining Chip

This definitely wasn’t in the original plot.

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But then again, she’d already veered so far off the host’s original path that it made sense everything was spiraling out of

control.

Still–random kidnappings? Really?

How much more ridiculous can this get?

Jean wasn’t scared, not really. Fear wouldn’t help her right now. What she needed was a clear head.

Whoever had taken her didn’t kill her while she was unconscious. That meant–for now–they didn’t want her dead.

Maybe she was still useful somehow.

In any case, she was still alive, which meant she still had a chance.

She didn’t think this was personal.

It wasn’t like Jean was some major player in Blairford. Hardly anyone even knew who she was, and even fewer had a reason to come after her. Maybe some students who hated her guts, but to go through the trouble of ambushing her! No way.

That left only one possibility.

They were after the Ginger family.

She’d shown up at the Vienna Hotel today–a well–known hotspot for Blairford’s upper crust.

If that’s where the elites gathered, it was only natural that their spies were crawling all over the place too.

She’d gone in without hiding her identity. She’d revealed to everyone she was a Ginger.

Chances were, plenty of eyes had already taken note.

So of course someone had targeted her.

She just hadn’t expected them to move this fast. They’d taken out her driver and set an ambush in the car.

Her head still throbbed. Even though she’d managed to piece all this together, her body was weak, like it had been drained of all strength,

And then-

Click

That was the sound of a light switch.

turned on–but not in the space she was

she’d been thrown into

surrounded by solid walls. The only opening was a small

the

and landed across the floor

It was eerie, almost.

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Someone was out there.

had been flipped by hand. Someone was

her skin

coming from just

Figures

she was. Called her

her. He was after what her

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wealthy, powerful, and they’d made more than a few

continued, his voice deep and unhurried, like a cello in a dark

Jean clenched her fists.

Guest! Seriously!

gall to

She snorted.

the man drawled. “The air’s nice

Jean exploded.

you shut

you think I’m gonna sit here and take

in the mood to play along with whatever villain

Real tough guy, aren’t you?” she snapped. “All this just

biting, but she

really was being held as leverage against the

that meant she could

you

she continued. “You wanna keep me alive, you’d better provide a

I’m being kept like this, do you have any idea how

much nonsense as she could–anything to drive

She was important. Precious.

A valuable bargaining chip.

treat me like

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Finished

Then-

outside the window

rushed back

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