When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family 226

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Sofia snapped, her voice tight with indignation. Her wide eyes brimmed with fury as her small fists clenched at her sides. “It’s bad enough you have no empathy–do you really need to be this nasty? Anyone who hires a lawyer like you is just asking for trouble. Did a dog eat your conscience or something?”

Clearly, the girl had been pushed past her limit.

“You-” Mr. Lwain raised a trembling finger and jabbed it toward her face, his expression twisted with rage. “People like you don’t deserve-

“You’re noisy.”

The voice cut through the tension like a blade.

Crisp, cool, and unmistakably disdainful.

Jean’s heart gave a sharp, startled jolt.

That voice…

She whipped her head around–and there she was.

Jolene.

Dressed in a sleek black suit, she strode across the parking lot with a calm authority. Her short hair was tucked neatly behind one ear, revealing a pale, striking profile. Her gaze zeroed in on Mr. Lwain, dark eyes narrowed in amused disapproval, like she was swatting away a mosquito with her stare alone.

by the gravity of her

Sofia blinked in confusion. They didn’t recognize the woman, but the air

Jean, however, remained still.

Calm. Watchful.

Jolene had shown up here, but her gut

wasn’t here as

now. A shared tie

if Moon had stayed ambiguous in

Mr. Lwain

parted hock. His shoulders trembled like he’d

“M–Ms. Jolene?!”

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Truer

Then she stepped forward.

heels clicked confidently on the pavement as she

Finished

and

Jolene stopped beside her.

uncertain. “You…

but firmly, her tone playful yet mysterious. “What, did you forget? You asked me to step in as defense. Well–here I