When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

9 The Real and the False Phoenix

Above the golden phoenix, a bright, silver moon hung high in the sky.

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The moon cast a soft, gauzy glow, and circling its edges was a golden–red bird. At first glance, it looked like a small phoenix…

But Jean knew–it wasn’t a phoenix.

She narrowed her eyes, and all the excitement and joy that had filled them vanished. A cold, dull shade crept into her gaze instead.

The master’s painting… Was it about the real and the false phoenix?

It was clear–the phoenix rising from the flames below was the real one. That phoenix should’ve been the one occupying the space around the moon.

Yet right now, it was the false phoenix–one that only resembled the real thing–circling that sacred place

above.

A cuckoo in the nest, a fraud dressed in glory. Did the master know something? Or was it all just a coincidence? Jean felt the sting of irony pierce straight through her.

The crowd didn’t seem to notice anything unusual. In their eyes, this was simply a masterfully executed, beautifully composed painting of a phoenix.

Everyone looked genuinely stunned, their faces lit with awe, as though witnessing a once–in–a–lifetime masterpiece.

the

delight; the moment she saw the painting,

to the bottom corner, where the artist’s signature was

This was painted by

flew wide open,

child, she had really put her

in passing, and Jean remembered–then

this painting had been a

Sienna had seen all of Tyler’s published works–and this

them.

she had studied his entire portfolio, appreciating every single

She’d heard the artist had never revealed

the man himself, she

appreciated

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expected Jean

that moment, Sienna was deeply

because Jean had remembered what she

must’ve gone through quite a bit

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a temperamental master surely took