When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 212

When the Family 212

It was the painting.

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That massive, ominous eye staring from the wall–a single, ink–black pupil radiating a bone–deep chill. The kind of cold that crept down the spine, clung to the skin like invisible fret.

Jean’s scalp prickled. Her brows furrowed in discomfort.

“You’re awake?”

Queenie’s voice broke the silence as she sat down across from her, separated only by a plain, rustic wooden table.

She smiled–but the smile was shallow, her eyes frosted with concealed menace.

Jean opened her mouth, but no words came out at first.

Because she’d caught the scent.

It clung faintly to her clothes–a subdued, aged aroma, like mellow sandalwood soaked in time. It brought with it an oddly grounding calm.

just any

instant, her voice cold and certain. “Let me guess. You used some kind of sedative incense in my room–something that made me feel like I was having sleep paralysis? My mind was awake, but I couldn’t fully come

flinch. She nodded matter–of–factly. “Not bad. You’re right. It’s a special calming incense developed by the

faux innocence. “Couldn’t bring you here quietly without

Here…

gaze swept across the room once

and the walls covered in ink landscape

interrogation room–but this one was utterly foreign. Unlike anything else in the

this?” she asked,

catching the overhead light like the surface of deep ocean at night. “Well, you wouldn’t tell the truth… so I had

stressed the words

laugh, her lips curling in disdain. “Queenie, you’re

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me.” Jean’s eyes darkened. “What are you, some kind of obsessive control freak? You won’t stop

faded. Her

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