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When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

The Family 574

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updatedAt: 2025-09-23

Chapter 574 She Was Waiting

    bFrom /bbthe /bmoment the Ginger family arrived at the estate, none of them had spoken ba /bbword /bbto /bbSarah/bb. /b

    bIt /bwasn’t untilter that they realized what she had done. Sienna’s heart felt like it was being btorn /bbapart/bb; /bbonly /bnow did she truly feel disappointment and resentment toward Sarah.

    Before, even though she had been angry at Sarah for repeatedly targeting Jean, she had still held bon /bbto /bba /bshred of hope, believing Sarah might change for the better.

    But now, the truth was right in front of her. iThis /iichild’s /iiheart /iihad /iialready /iigone /iiastray/i.

    She had actually wanted Jean dead, and seemed to have no real affection for the Ginger family. She was willing to do anything to achieve her goals.

    Sienna should have seen it sooner. But she had kept waiting, tolerating her again and again, thinking that being part of the Ginger family would help Sarah turn around. In the end, that misced patience had led to irreversible consequences…

    Sienna was filled with regret. Her misced kindness had doomed the Ginger family–and Jean.

    She had nothing left to say to Sarah; she didn’t even want to look at her.

    Dominic and the others, facing Sarah, felt much calmer.

    They had never liked her to begin with, never held any affection for her. Now that she’d caused something so outrageous, of course they were furious–but that fury faded just as quickly.

    Sarah wasn’t worth their emotions. She wasn’t worth their attention.

    What mattered more to them now was Jean’s safety.

    Honestly, if they had the choice, they would’ve wanted Sienna to leave with Jean.

    But clearly, that man would never allow it.

    At that moment, Jean heard Winston’s urgent voice and finally pulled her gaze away from Sarah. Her eyes shifted softly, lingering on each of the Ginger family’s faces with quiet reluctance.

    She didn’t linger any longer. With onest nce, she turned and stepped through the door. The pain in her limbs had gradually lessened–it was now bearable. Looks ilike /iithe /iieffects /iiof /iithe /iidrug /iiare /iifading /iiwith /iitime/ii. /iiEventually/i, iI /iishould /iirecover /iipletely/ii. /i

    Still, Jean nced down at her bare feet. She was still without shoes.

    But clearly, trying to find a suitable pair now was next to impossible. She stopped thinking about it and kept moving forward.

    An elderly man in a ck suit approached and gave her a slight bow. “Miss, I am the steward of this bestate/b. I’ll be escorting you out.”

    His tone was polite, as if Jean were an honored

    guest.

    If that man had no intention of keeping his word, then this steward might very bwell /bbe bthe /bbone /bbto /bharm bher/bb. /b

    biWould /i/bhe kill ime /iion /iithe /iiroad /iiout/i? iThat /iiman /iiwouldn’t /ibimake /i/bia /iimove /iion /iime /ibijust /i/biyet/ii. /iBut bJean’s /bbinstincts /bbtold /bher

    bChapter /b574 bShe /bbWas /bbWaiting /b

    botherwise/bb. /b

    bHe /bbneeded /bbto /bbshow /bsincerity. If he acted now, the Ginger family would be enraged.

    bJean /bbgave /bthe steward a slight nod, her tone indifferent. “Thanks.”

    She followed him, walking forward without much care.

    The estate was massive, its scenery a blur. Jean kept her gaze half–lowered, her eyes flickering bwith /bbshifting /blight.

    She had promised the Ginger family she would leave peacefully, but deep down, she didn’t bactually /bbwant /bbto /bollibgo/b. /li/ol

    She was waiting. The badge may have been taken from her, but she was gambling–gambling on the bchance /bthat Ludwig could find this ce. And ideally, not alone, but with the full force of the Abyssal Choir. biOne /i/biperson /iiwould /iibe /iifar /iitoo /iidangerous/i.

    As long as Ludwig and the Abyssal Choir could arrive, she could turn back and rescue the Ginger family.

    She could leave and try to find Ludwig at his temporary residence, but that would take itoo /ilong. By the time she returned with reinforcements, it’d be far toote. iShe /ihad ito /iirace /iiagainst /iitime/ii. /i

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