When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

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She stared straight at Sunny, her eyes like frost about to freeze over. “Of course your account doesn’t have any record of selling the test questions. You didn’t use the platform to make the transaction. You posted the link on the Market, then took payments off–platform.”

The moment she said that, cracks finally appeared in Sunny’s previously calm expression. His eyes widened slightly, pupils trembling.

Jean let out a cold snort, her gaze flashing with obvious contempt.

“I’ve already contacted the Market’s support team and got hold of your account history. All those deleted listings and chat logs–they’re backed up. And they’re right here on this USB drive.”

With that, she handed the drive over to the principal, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly. “You’ll find everything crystal clear in here, sir. Take your time with it.”

“The Market’s support…?” Sunny, who had been quiet, finally muttered. His lips trembled as he spoke, and his voice wavered with disbelief. “Why would they give you that info? Who the hell are you?”

Jean turned to look at him, relaxed and unbothered. “Because what you did was pretty damn nasty. And the platform supports justice, got it?”

Of course, that was just what she said. The truth was–this was all thanks to Carl.

Back when she was recuperating at Secret Service HQ, she hadn’t been idle.

Once the lead about her account being hacked turned up empty, she began looking elsewhere.

been leaked

told Carl what she was

way to find out exactly

tools and tech at Secret

placement

The source?

on the

a formal request for data and

hands on all the information tied to Sunny’s

she didn’t know who

of

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behind the account—and Jean realized that the guy who started all this was sitting in the

Exactly as she’d suspected.

in her class had orchestrated the whole thing–stole the test answers, leaked them,