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The Family 605

Chapter 605 One More Chance 

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Jean had tried more than once to persuade Spring to stop working, to give up her street tall and focus on resting and healing

But Spring was especially stubborn about that

If she didn’t work, she said, she couldn’t live with herself

Jean had no choice but to let her be

Now that Spring was in the hospital, Jean couldn’t help but regret it. She should’ve been tougher, should’ve made her stop pushing herself so hard

When she arrived at the hospital, Jean finally learned the truthSpring cancer had already returned and spread. But to avoid affecting Jean’s SAT, she had kept it a secret, even pretending everything was re 

Lying in bed. Spring was already slipping in and out of consciousness. When she saw Jean’s face, the fog in her dull, lifeless eyes cleared slightly. In a weak whisper, she said, Don’t cry, sweethearth’s not worth it. I knew it couldn’t be cured. Why waste money tryingI know you’ve made a lot from your side jobs, but how could I live off of you? I wantedto leave something behind for you… 

In the end, with her dry, withered hands, Spring pressed a stack of crumpled old bills into Jean’s pales 

That was the last thing Spring left her

That summer, right after the SAIS, Jean lost the only person she had in the world

It was as if her taste of family had only been borrowed for a moment

And now that it was gone, she was once again back in her lonely, empty world

Jean shut herself in her room and didn’t speak to anyone

She couldn’t help thinking bitterly: there were so many people in this world living happilywhy cosiddet 

she be one of them

Why was her life the one full of suffering

Why 

Later, Carson broke into her house and dragged her out of her room 

Her face was streaked with tears, her eyes swollen from crying She looked like a shell of herself 

Carson didn’t say much He just told her. If you’re going to cry, then cry. But Dun staying right here to make sure you don’t do anything stupid” 

His words made her heart ache. The tears came harder 

In the darkest, most confusing myoment of her life, Carson was there 

He told her that even if the world abandoned her, she couldn’t drown in sorrow or sink into the darkness- because once you fall in, you’ll never find your way out

He told her to look ahead, to work hard for her own happiness, to climb highso the people who loved bes 

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could rest in peace, and the people who hated her would grind their teeth in frustration

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Jean nodded. She promised Carson she’d keep moving forwardthat she’d make her life bright and full of light

Later, she and Carson both went on to the best university

She continued to refine her medical skills and picked up new passions along the way

She said she wanted to singCarson encouraged her to become a singer. She said she wanted to act- Carson introduced her to people, helped her get into the industry

Eventually, their work pulled them in different directions, and they couldn’t see each other as often..But Carson was still Jean’s closest friendsomeone who held a special place in her heart

Jean had made it through a desolate and painful youth. In her twenties, she finally entered the springtime of her life. She became more open, more brave, ready to embrace the world

She became a renowned doctorwith a loyal fanbase as a singer and actress. She even started her own 

company

By the age of twentynine, she had achieved total financial freedom. She thought life would be smooth sailing from then on

But fate played its final, cruelest trick

She died

And thenshe woke up inside a book

Right before her death, she had just read that very novel. In it, there was a character with her exact same namea minor, tragic figure… 

But now, Jean began to question- 

Which world was the book, really

She realized she might have gotten it wrong

The world she had struggled through for twentynine yearsmaybe that was the story. Maybe it was nothing more than a fabricated reality

Socalled transmigrating into a novelwas really justreturning to her original timeline

Her death in that world was inevitable. All the suffering had been part of The Genesis Root’s judgment. She had gritted her teeth through divine punishmentenduring trial after trial, cleansing herself, redeeming 

herself

In a way, she had been reborn. And with that, The Genesis Root had achieved its purpose

It was time for her to leave that world

world

When her consciousness was pulled out of the simulation, Jean lay motionless before The Genesis Root, her 

eyes closed

A warm light glowed from the divine tree, casting a soft radiance over her pale facebringing a faint trace 

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of life back to her skin

Her memories were wiped clean

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From the moment she was born in the fabricated world, Jean had been under The Genesis Root’s watchful eyefacing every hardship it had crafted for her

In truth, The Genesis Root had been observing her all along

It had even turned her past life into a noveldeliberately placing it where she would read it

Because it had no intention of restoring her original memories

It wanted to see what Jean would choose when she thought she was just a character in someone else’s book

It wanted to give her one more chance

If she could truly change, then her redemption would be complete

Time was reversedpaused at the moment when Jean, newly awakened and thinking she had transmigrated,became the leader of the Abyssal Choir and recruited Ludwig and Jolene

The Genesis Root was ready to send this Jeanwho had lived for twentynine years in a virtual world and now had no memory of her true selfback to that moment

In a way, it was like returning her to her childhood

Only this time, the tree would erase her true identity and preserve the fake oneso Jean would genuinely believe she was a transmigrator

Without her original memories, she could see everything more clearly

Wouldn’t that make her decisions more rational

If she failed againif she still chose the path of destructionthen The Genesis Root would erase her completely

But if she chose differently…. 

Then The Genesis Root would finally be satisfied

And as a parting gift, it had prepared something special for Jean

When she returned, her familyand that childwould be able to hear her thoughts

Jean’s tragedy had been deeply rooted in her family of origin

A home without warmth, without communicationled to everything falling apart

But if they could hear each other’s/heartsmaybe things could be different

As for Hector, that childhe had contributed greatly

But after witnessing Jean’s death in the virtual world, even returning to reality wouldn’t be enough to save him from psychological damage

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His keyto healing was with Jean

So The Genesis Root, in a rare act of mercy, left them a window.” 

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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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