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The Family 186

Chapter 186 Quiet Observation 

Jean quietly studied the unfamiliar faces in front of her 

There were both men and women

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Most of them had tall, slender builds but just as Ludwig had mentioned, every one of them wore some form of disguise

Some wore masks, revealing only their eyes. Others had nothing on their faces, their features fully exposed

But even those exposed faces lookedoff strangely mismatched in a way that made Jean’s skin crawl

That dissonance came from how poorly their faces matched their bodies like someone had attached the wrong head to the wrong frame

It didn’t take Jean long to figure out the source of the uncanny feeling

They were wearing prosthetic disguises

Even without masks, they’d used advanced makeup or prosthetics to give themselves new, bland, unfamiliar faces

So the members who appeared to be showing their faces weren’t showing their true ones at all

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By comparison, Jean realized her own disguise was the simplest and most loweffort in the room just a hat and mask. No elaborate makeup, no flashy masks

Talk about lowbudget

Her eyes flicked swiftly across the room, scanning each person one by one

Eventually, her gaze settled- 

Seated in the center was a shorthaired girl

Her face had clearly been altered, plain and unremarkable but her eyes were sharp and full of life, glinting with an intensity that was hard to ignore

She sat dead center, and the others around her subtly watched her for cues. That much made it obvious- 

This girl likely had the highest status and authority here

Jean finished her quick mental assessment just as Ludwig peeled off his mask

He might’ve been the only one in the room showing his real face

Well, look who finally decided to show up,said a man in a mask, his tone playful, eyes glinting as they flicked briefly toward Jean. We’ve been waiting on you

Ludwig gave a faint, unimpressed smile and didn’t bother replying

A highponytailed girl giggled and added, Ludwig, is this the mysterious member you’re supposed to be 

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Ludwig raised an eyebrow slightly and replied coolly, No need. You don’t need to know who they are, do you?” 

And he was right

Everyone in the room was clearly using some form of disguise. No one was showing their true face except Ludwig. Naturally, they had no reason to learn each other’s identities. All that mattered was completing the meeting’s agenda

The girl pouted at the brushoff but didn’t push it further 

And Ludwig’s words effectively shut down any further curiosity toward Jean

The others turned their attention to her briefly, eyes quiet and penetrating

To them, Jean looked like a slim young man

Judging by body shape alone, it was hard to tell if she was male or female

But the odds leaned toward male

What stood out more was her composure. She didn’t show a hint of panic or discomfort just quietly, calmly scanning the room

Interesting… 

That was the unspoken thought echoing through the minds of everyone present

Alright, since everyone’s here, let’s get started,the shorthaired girl in the center said suddenly, rising from her seat

Her voice carried weight 

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as soon as she spoke, the others all stood as well

Jean heard the girl’s voice and froze

A flicker of surprise flashed across her eyes

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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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