When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 317 Old Grudges, New Hatreds

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When Sienna saw the stiffness in her sons‘ expressions, she thought they were against her idea. She bit her lip awkwardly, hesitating as her eyes dropped. “I forgot… He’s still your father…”

“You all… don’t approve of this, do you?” Her voice fell soft and low. “Talking about killing someone… It’s wrong, isn’t it…”

“Who said that?” Winston was the first to speak, his voice sharp as ever. “If you really want him dead, I’ll be the one handing you the knife.”

Sienna blinked, caught off guard.

Carl lifted his lashes lazily, expression unreadable. “Then I’ll hand you the gun.”

Easton could not help but chuckle. He arched his brows slightly, his smile light but his eyes cold..“No need for either. I’ll do the job myself for you.”

Dominic shook his head, helpless and amused. “You guys are seriously already planning the murder?”

At that moment, Jean finally stepped out from the shadows, frowning deeply. Her voice cut into the conversation, clear and direct. “Are you sure killing him is the only way?”

Everyone in the room had already noticed her presence, but since she was one of their own, they had not bothered to hold back the conversation.

Still, her words gave them pause.

all knew very well that Jean had the ability to foresee the future. Even though she never spoke of it aloud, circumstances had exposed her secret in bits and pieces. Enough

now, hearing her question… they could not help

something? Would killing Matheo bring unforeseen consequences? Is Jean

in fact,

the same story anymore. Who would’ve guessed Matheo would be the one marked

and could not stop himself from grinning. “So… does our little Jean have a better idea? Because honestly, killing

flickering across them. “I only

was no secret. Their conflict had nearly turned into

of evidence he held at the time, he might have been

fresh hatred had collided all at once. Easton

been a place of warmth or

the root of it

driving a wedge between her and her own flesh and blood, and in doing so, he had warped the personalities of the

ever since Jean’s sudden transformation, things had gradually started

one unshakable truth that all the

they hated him with a deep, gritted–teeth loathing that had festered over

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with him doing something so disgraceful, so

hatred had only grown more