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Chapter 547 Utterly Clueless

Jean didn’t even hesitate. She shook her head quickly and, with a voice as calm and unbothered as water said, “There’s nothing I want to ask. It is what it is.”

The words landed like a blade, and Sienna’s heart splintered.

Still just a child, and yet–she’d accepted everything so easily? No questions, no protest, not even a hint of confusion?

But before Sienna could recover, Jean smiled.

It was a bright, genuine smile, one that shimmered in her eyes and softened the corners of her lips. “Anyway… I still want to wish you a happy birthday.”

She didn’t call her “Mom.”

From the second she stepped out of the shadows until this very moment, Jean hadn’t said the word once. Not when she addressed her directly, not when she offered her gift, not when she said goodbye.

She wasn’t trying to prove anything. She simply didn’t want to be seen as shameless—like someone still clinging to a title she no longer had a right to.

She wasn’t the Ginger family’s real daughter. That much had been made clear.

But if there was one small upside to all of this… it was that she no longer had to linger in the background, hiding her presence like something shameful. For the first time, she could walk openly into the light, stand in front of Sienna, and say what she had always wanted to say.

Happy birthday.

That alone was enough.

at Sarah, whose expression was frozen and unreadable, or at the Ginger brothers who still looked like they were struggling to breathe. She didn’t give Sienna time to speak, didn’t wait for any

She turned and left.

Fast.

and shut the door behind her, a deep sigh escaped her chest. Her shoulders fell. And for the first time

had been real. But not

That much hadn’t been a performance. The fact that she’d gone out of her way–spent months, money, and goodwill–to secure that painting from an elusive artist, only to have

Jean

It was the timing.

everything into making this day meaningful for Sienna. And Sarah had ruined

Chapter 547 Utterly Clueless

and turned it into

for coming to claim her place. That

But doing it today?

Doing it like this?

an imposter. Sure, in a novel it might

It was just cruel.

Tactless. Petty. Self–serving.

emotional intelligence was,

decision not to play the victim in front of the Ginger family.

in moments like this, silence was sharper than screaming. Composure was heavier

wasn’t about stoicism. It

the Ginger family loved her. Their care over the years hadn’t been a lie. But with Sarah’s return, she could no longer

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