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The Family 490

Chapter 490 The Real Reason 

Jean instinctively looked out the window, her gaze sweeping past the rapidly shifting scenery beyond the glass

Before she realized it, Sky Library had already appeared before her

The driver politely opened the car door for her, motioning that they’d arrived

Jean gave him a small nod, then stepped out of the vehicle

Hector was already waiting inside the Sky Library

Jean pressed the elevator button, waited a while, then walked in with a blank expression

The elevator soared upwards, eventually arriving at one of the tower’s highest floors, where the library was located

The place was full of people, but everyone kept quiet out of unspoken mutual respect. Despite the crowd, the atmosphere never felt noisy or chaotic

Hector had never been the kind of person who liked clearing out a space just for himself

With his background, he easily could haveif the crowd bothered him, he could’ve used his connections to empty the entire place and leave it to himself

But Hector never did that

No matter where he went, he blended in like an ordinary person, quietly observing, quietly experiencing

Jean often felt like there was a sense of loneliness about himor perhaps- 

His past had been bleak and empty

Maybe that was part of what had twisted his mind in the first place

Truthfully, Jean had been putting up with Hector’s eccentricities and unreasonable requests all this time not just for the reasons she’d previously mentioned

There was a deeper, more fundamental reason- 

Jean didn’t want Hector to go dark

His descent into darkness was terrifying… 

A corrupted Hector would become the ultimate problem for the righteous protagonist and the other villains alike

And yet, this was someone who could be completely satisfied just by getting some good sleep and enjoying life a little

Why should someone like that spiral into bloodshed and chaos

Jean had already done everything she could to help the Ginger family escape their doomed fates, so she didn’t mind helping one more person… 

Chapter 490 The Real Reason 

That was her true reason

She scanned the corners of the library but didn’t spot Hector anywhere

Taking a few steps forward, she approached the massive floortoceiling windows

The sky today was stunningly bluelike a ribbon of pale silk, dotted with soft, sprawling clouds. Below skyscrapers gleamed in the sun, magnificent and imposing

The view really was something else

There was a feeling herelike standing among the clouds, overlooking the world

Suddenly- 

She heard approaching footsteps

A moment later, someone gently tapped her shoulder

Jean instinctively turned- 

Hector was standing right beside her

As usual, the man was dressed in a long black coat, with a black hat pulled low over his head

His entire outfit, from top to bottom, was a solid black, which only accentuated his tall, lean frame and the cool, mysterious air that clung to him

Most of his face was hidden beneath the hat. Though his look was striking, it also made him hard to recognize. No one could easily tell who he really was

Where were you just now?Jean raised a brow. I didn’t see you.” 

I was over there by the bookshelf,Hector replied, holding up the book in his hand. Found something.” 

Jean’s gaze settled on the book- 

Seriously? It was a wellness book? This guy was into that

No way

Hearing her internal commentary, Hector’s expression didn’t change. His face remained as calm and distant as ever, like still water

I was just flipping through,he said flatly. Came across it by chance, that’s all. Hmm- 

It has some stuff on improving sleep” 

Figures. Of course it’s about sleep

Is that all this guy ever thinks about

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The Family

The Family

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The Family

Summary & Review: The Family

Jean Ginger was dead. A self-made woman who achieved financial freedom before thirty, her life was cut short in a tragic car accident. But instead of fading away, Jean woke up in an unfamiliar, overly frilly bedroom surrounded by stuffed toys. Her head throbbed as strange memories began flooding her mind — memories that weren’t hers. Within moments, Jean realized the unbelievable truth: she had transmigrated into the world of a book she once mockingly read online, The Real Heiress Awakens.

The story she remembered was an outrageously dramatic one about a poor girl named Sarah who discovered she was actually the real daughter of a wealthy family, the Gingers of Blairford. In her first life, Sarah had suffered greatly — betrayed, humiliated, and married to the wrong man. But after being reborn, she vowed to take back everything that had been stolen from her. She returned to the Gingers, exposed the impostor who had been living her life, and won over her powerful birth family and their love. Not only that, she even stole back her impostor’s fiancé — the male lead of the story.

It was a total wish-fulfillment fantasy: revenge, romance, and the triumphant rise of the “real” heiress. But for Jean, it was a nightmare — because she had been reborn as the fake heiress who loses everything by the end of the novel. Even worse, this character’s name was also Jean Ginger.

Still dazed, Jean checked herself in the mirror and nearly screamed. She wasn’t just the doomed heiress — she was thirteen years old. Her tall, elegant body was gone, replaced with short, chubby limbs and a round, childish face. On the bright side, she was years away from the events that would destroy her life. The real heiress hadn’t shown up yet.

Just as she was processing her situation, her phone pinged. It was a bank notification — $70,000 had just been deposited into her account. Jean blinked, counting the zeros again and again to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. Seventy thousand dollars. For a monthly allowance.

Her pain, confusion, and panic melted away in an instant. In her past life, she had worked herself to exhaustion for every dollar. Now she was rich — effortlessly. She didn’t have to hustle, fight, or struggle. The only thing she had to do was exist.

“Fake heiress?” she thought with a shrug. “Fine. I’ll take it.”

Jean quickly decided she wasn’t going to challenge the real heroine or get involved in any melodramatic family battles. She knew how the story would end — the Ginger family would fall into chaos, her brothers would lose their minds, and Sarah would rise as the hero who brought them down. There was no point trying to change fate. Instead, Jean made up her mind: she would relax, play the role of a harmless background character, and enjoy her wealthy lifestyle until the plot killed off the Gingers. By that time, she’d be long gone — comfortably rich, maybe even checked into a luxury psychiatric ward if that’s what it took to survive.

But peace never lasts.

Outside her room, she heard a maid calling her name, saying that dinner was ready but she hadn’t responded. Then another voice answered — calm, deep, and commanding. It belonged to Dominic Ginger, the eldest brother of the Ginger family. The moment he entered, Jean instinctively grabbed a plush bunny and held it to her chest like a shield.

Dominic was everything his reputation promised — tall, cold, and intimidating, with sharp features that could have been carved from marble. He was dressed in a sleek, tailored suit that looked more appropriate for a business meeting than a family dinner.

Jean’s eyes darted up at him. Even though she was technically his little sister now, he looked like a completely different species. She knew from the novel that Dominic was the strict, emotionless type — a perfectionist who treated family like subordinates. He was one of the five Ginger brothers who would later become antagonists in the story, each powerful and broken in their own way.

Still, Jean decided to play innocent. She widened her eyes, her pigtails bouncing, her cheeks pink, and clutched her bunny tighter. She looked like a lost doll — the perfect image of a fragile, harmless child.

Dominic’s icy voice broke the silence. “Dinner. Now.”

Jean blinked. He talks? she thought, startled. In the original story, Dominic barely spoke unless necessary. Her inner monologue continued, mocking his stiffness — but before she could stop herself, something strange happened.

Dominic’s gaze sharpened, and he responded quietly, as if answering an invisible question. “I just got back from work.”

Jean froze. She hadn’t said anything out loud. That meant — he could hear her thoughts.

Panic hit her like a truck. She quickly forced a nervous laugh and said aloud, “Oh, okay…” trying to cover her shock. But inside, her mind was spinning. What kind of weird twist was this? Was Dominic telepathic now? This wasn’t in the book!

Dominic, meanwhile, looked just as confused. His jaw tightened as he studied the small girl in front of him. He was sure he’d heard her voice in his head — clear, childish, and slightly sarcastic — but her lips hadn’t moved. It made no sense.

The tension between them filled the air. Jean tried to smile sweetly, pretending to be the clueless little sister, while her inner voice screamed at herself to stay calm. She couldn’t afford to let her thoughts run wild if her cold, powerful brother could actually hear them.

Still, beneath the fear, another thought flickered in her mind — maybe this was her chance. If Dominic could hear her thoughts, maybe she could use it to her advantage. After all, she knew the future of every character in this story. And she wasn’t going to end up in a psych ward this time.

Not if she played her cards right.

For now, though, Jean did what any smart person would do when facing a dangerously perceptive older brother who might read minds: she smiled, hugged her bunny tighter, and quietly followed him to dinner — already scheming about how to survive in this ridiculous new world where fiction had become her reality.

Because if there was one thing Jean Ginger was good at, it was surviving — and making money while doing it.

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