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Chapter 315 The Desire for Matheo’s Death 

Matheo was caught completely off guard

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In one sweep, all the years of effort he had poured into building his influence and quietly shifting control of assets were obliterated

With his people ousted from key positions, he no longer had control over the industries he had so carefully manipulated

And that was not the end of it

Shortly after, another devastating blow landed

Matheo’s hidden funds, those assets he had secretly moved out, had been frozen by the bank

Only one person had the power and means to pull that off. Sienna

But what Matheo could not figure out was, he had gone to such great lengths to cover his tracks, so how had she managed to trace the flow of his assets

Sienna’s flurry of counterattacks was not something she could have pulled off overnight. It felt more like a carefully woven trap, laid out long ago, and only now was she drawing the net closed

Matheo’s eyes flew open, a cold chill creeping through his chest

Could it beSienna had known all along

The thought sent goosebumps crawling over his skin

Sienna was far more calculating and patient than he had ever imagined. She had known and still smiled at him, lived with him, and spoken to him as if nothing had changedall while preparing her revenge

Now, everything he held had been torn from his hands

But thankfully, not all was lost

Legally speaking, they were still married. The assets she took back were still classified as shared property and, therefore, still subject to division

There was no way in hell he would walk away with nothing

Even if it meant dragging this through the courts for years, Matheo swore he would claw a piece of the Ginger family legacy into his pocket. Even a sliver would be enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life

But of course, Matheo did not want just a sliver. He wanted as much as he could take

As long as he fought hard enough in court, anything was possible

That was his last bargaining chip

In the study, Sienna sat at her desk, facing a screen overflowing with emails

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Each message carried good news

Matheo’s entire network within the company had been severed

The assets he had moved were now under her control

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Ever since Sienna discovered Matheo’s true colors, she had been quietly digging, planning, and laying the groundwork. And today, it had finally paid off

It had not been in vain

When she had gone openly to rescue Jean and ripped the mask off Matheo’s betrayal, it was not reckless. It was because she had already won. There was nothing more to hide, nothing more to hold back

If she had not been prepared, she would have chosen a more discreet method to get her daughter back

Now, only one obstacle remained. The division of property

Matheo was clearly determined. He had made it known that he would never agree to walk away empty- 

handed

Which meant… 

Sienna’s eyes narrowed, a flash of cold malice gleaming beneath her long lashes

What ifMatheo died? An accident, perfectly staged. Neat and clean. No mess, no loose ends

She had thought about it before, but back then, Matheo still held cards she had not reclaimed. Taking action then would have been risky

But now? Now she had nothing left to worry about

Still… 

Even if Matheo died, that illegitimate daughter of his would remain a problem

Though born out of wedlock, the law still recognized her right to inheritance

Unless Matheo and his daughter both disappeared from this world

Sienna closed her eyes, a storm of conflicted thoughts swirling inside her

Killing two people was not as simple as a few words or a passing impulse. And if there were another way, she did not want her hands soaked in blood

Strangely, while Matheo had lost his fortune and been publicly disgraced, he seemed more relaxed than 

ever

As if shedding those burdens had lifted something from his shoulders

He was now fully focused on the lawsuit, on how to squeeze the most out of the divorce

Everything else? Irrelevant

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In fact, he had even begun taking Julia and Emily out in public. The other woman and the illegitimate daughter, no longer bothering to hide

The tabloids caught them together, strolling down the street and laughing in restaurants. Photos circulated online. The outrage escalated

The comments came in droves

But none of it mattered. Let them curse. Let them spit. At the end of the day, the courts would decide who got what

Meanwhile… 

When Sienna saw the news about Matheo brazenly parading the other woman and illegitimate daughter around in public, she nearly exploded with rage

He was not even trying to hide it anymore. His behavior was nothing short of a blatant provocation

He had completely dropped the act, shameless and fearless, like a man with nothing left to lose

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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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