When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

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Chapter 122 Inside the Cave.

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Ludwig had pale, cool–toned skin and strikingly sharp features. His gaze was clear yet piercing, and just standing there, he carried a quiet, commanding presence.

“Ms. Ginger, and who’s this?” Bryson asked, his brow slightly furrowed in confusion.

Jean pressed her lips together and gave a vague answer. “Someone I met on the way… If it weren’t for this friend, I probably wouldn’t have made it here safely.

Bryson didn’t question her at all. He simply nodded, then stepped aside slightly and gestured toward the entrance of the cave. “Ms. Ginger, you both go in first.”

Jean glanced at Ludwig. The two exchanged a look, then stepped into the cave together. Inside, the light was dim. But since it was daytime, a few beams of sunlight still managed to filter through the entrance. With the help of that faint light, Jean could just barely make out the scene inside.

Several people were sitting on the ground, leaning against the rock wall. Among them were pilots. and flight attendants–their uniforms made them easy to recognize.

until finally, she saw Dominic sitting at the very back. His head was lowered, as if he were asleep, completely silent.

as messy as Bryson’s. It fell neatly over his forehead, but a noticeable stubble had grown along his refined jaw. Still, it didn’t make him look disheveled–if anything, it added a sense of

there silently, completely

a rock on the ground. The sound was

eyes right away. They had all been resting with their

He turned to the side, his deep–set eyes shadowed beneath dark bangs. Jean couldn’t make out

lips parted. “J–Jean?” His voice came out rough, tinged with hoarseness. His lips were pale, almost

is here, everyone–nothing to worry about,” Bryson said as he stepped into the cave after them, flashing a reassuring smile at the rest of the group. At his words, the tension in their eyes quickly faded, though their faces still showed

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in the cave how she had ended up there. Jean didn’t care whether they believed her or not. She simply moved past them and made her way

She crouched down and called his name, her voice crisp and