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Chapter 117 The Strange Helicopter

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Of course, this was just Jean’s speculation. She had no idea what the exact situation was or where the mastermind might be hiding

The only thing she was certain of was that whoever was behind this would definitely be keeping a close eye on what was happening in Northara. So Jean didn’t want Sienna to appear too. conspicuously at the search and rescue site. What if they got spotted?

Better safe than sorry. Staying in the town, at least Sienna had bodyguards around her, which made things a lot safer. More importantly, Jean needed to bring Ludwig with her. If Sienna came along and noticed anything off, that would be a huge problem.

So, it was best that she and Ludwig moved in secret, just the two of them.

They made their way near the rescue team’s helicopter. A new round of search was about to begin. The rescue team was still on the ground doing final preparations, not yet on board.

This was the perfect opportunity for Jean and Ludwig to sneak in.

Yes, they planned to sneak aboard rather than go openly to the crash site. Jean was sure the rescue team wouldn’t allow them to tag along. In their eyes, she was just a 13–year–old kid–completely useless in a rescue mission, and very likely to get in the way.

So, she couldn’t be bothered to argue. Her plan was simple and direct–have Ludwig carry her and sneak them onto the helicopter.

“Can you do it?” She looked at the boy beside her and asked seriously.

Ludwig raised an eyebrow with confidence, the sharp edges of his features softened a little by the sunlight. “Of course I can.”

With that, he extended his arm and pulled Jean into his embrace. Jean suddenly found herself wrapped tightly in Ludwig’s one–armed hold. In an instant, the world around her blurred like a fast–forwarded video, and she instinctively clung to his arm. It felt like she had turned into a gust of wind, everything whizzing by too fast to see clearly.

When her vision finally steadied, she realized they had landed safely inside the helicopter cabin. Ludwig released her. He then quickly grabbed her wrist and led her into a hidden corner of the

cabin.

Just then, voices echoed from the front. The rescue team was boarding. Their footsteps and chatter rang clearly in Jean and Ludwig’s cars. Ludwig lightly patted Jean’s shoulder, signaling her to stay quiet.

Jean pressed her lips together and instinctively held her breath.

One by one, the rescue personnel boarded the aircraft, and finally, the cabin door was shut. Jean and Ludwig crouched in the corner, trying to minimize their presence. The helicopter lifted off slowly, heading toward the forest in the distance. The flight started off smoothly.

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Jean stayed silent, lips pursed, ears perked as she listened closely to the rescuers‘ conversation.

Apparently, today they planned to search in a different direction.

The other side of the mountain. Changing direction was actually a good move. Better than circling around the same area. Who knew? They might just find something.

As the helicopter headed toward the other side of the mountain…

“What’s going on? There’s another chopper out there?!” A voice from the front of the cabin burst

out in shock.

Ludwig lifted his eyes calmly, his sharp gaze slicing toward the front of the helicopter. He was observing as well.

“This is insane! Completely insane!” The rescuers‘ anxious, panicked voices filled the cabin, and Jean felt like her eardrums were being stabbed by their shouting.

“That helicopter’s headed straight for us! If we don’t change direction now, we’re going to collide!”

Jean’s brows furrowed instinctively at the words. This new helicopter, flying so strangely toward them, clearly wasn’t normal. Could this be the mastermind’s doing?

But then again, yesterday, the first day of the rescue, nothing weird happened. The mastermind didn’t make a move… So why today? Why now, and why send a helicopter?

Then it hit her. Jean’s eyes snapped wide open. Because they found nothing yesterday! But today, they were heading to the other side of the mountain. Could it be that Dominic was in that area all along?!

And the mastermind, realizing this, couldn’t hold back and was trying to block the rescue team. It all made sense now. A chill crawled up Jean’s spine. Goosebumps broke out all over her skin.

That mastermind really had been watching everything from the shadows.

Not only that; he had spotted Dominic’s location before anyone else and was now actively stopping others from rescuing him.

Suddenly, Ludwig stood up. Started, Jean’s eyes widened instinctively. “What is it?”

She lowered her voice as much as possible, looking at Ludwig in confusion. Ludwig’s lips parted slightly. He also spoke in a low voice. “I sense danger. We need to be ready.”

Danger… By now, chaos had completely broken out inside the cabin.

The rescuers were being driven to the edge by the incoming helicopter. They tried to veer away, but the other helicopter followed their every move-

As if determined to clash, no matter what. Yes, the danger was real.

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anymore, Ludwig said, his expression tant, eyes focused. “We need to prepare for the worst.”

The worst being parachuting out Honestly, that was exactly what they might have to do. That incoming helicopter was clearly there to intercept the rescue team, and it looked like it was going to crash right into them.

Before Jean could dwell on it, Ludwig had already finished securing the parachures. In Jean’s mind, Ludwig had become this all–capable figure. He seemed to know how to do everything Calm, skilled, surprisingly reliable,

“When the time comes, we’ll jump together” Ludwig’s low voice reached Jean’s ears, his tone cool

and

That meant they’d be sharing one parachute. It was for Jean’s safety, of course.

“Okay, Jean nodded, her brow still furrowed in concern.

At that moment, a sharp, high–pitched scream came from the front of the cabin.

“That chopper’s really gonna crash into us!”

“This guy’s nuts!”

“What the hell is wrong with him?!”

“Did anyone contact air control yet? Report this immediately!”

In the middle of all the frantic shouting, Ludwig grabbed Jean’s hand, and the two of them. moved quickly toward the cabin door. Ludwig, clearly familiar with the structure of the aircraft, opened the door without hesitation! At the same time, the rest of the team finally noticed them.

“Who are you two?!” one of the rescuers shouted in disbelief, eyes wide.

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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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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.