When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family 74 Chapter 74 Face-Off In an instant, dozens of eyes turned in unison.

The classroom fell into a sudden hush.

Finished Asher had been quietly reading when he heard Sofia's voice. He couldn't help but lift his head, his gaze landing directly on Jean, who stood at the classroom door.

Jean hadn't cto school for several days again.

She'd been taking sick leave one after another. No one knew what kind of illness she'd had........

Asher's fingers instinctively tightened around the pages of his book, and a faint crease appeared between his brows.

At the stime, Lacey was also watching Jean.

Her gaze was cold and distant, and for a moment, a flicker of disdain flashed in her eyes.

That annoying girl cback to school again. What an eyesore.

Lacey once again regretted not using a higher dose when she poisoned her. She should have. made that girl suffer for a good ten days or more-kept her out of her sight.

"Lacey." Jean suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

Her eyes were slightly narrowed, sharp like frost, glinting with a wintry chill. "I cto school. today just for you." Her voice was soft, like rain falling on a winter night-cold, distant, without warmth.

The moment those words left her lips- All eyes turned toward Lacey.

Sitting at her desk, and facing Jean at the door, the two of them instantly becthe center of everyone's attention.

The whole class watched as their gazes shifted back and forth between the two girls.

No one had any clue what was going on- But it felt like a war was about to break out. The air was thick with tension.

Lacey's expression didn't change.

12 54 PM Chapter 74 Face-Off What for more accusations, more nonsense about poisoning? Thinking about it made Lacey's expression darken. A sharp glint flickered in her eyes.

This girl had no proof. Aside from more false accusations, what else could she do? Disgusting.

Finished Lacey's mood clearly soured as she looked at Jean coldly and spoke in a low voice, “Letguess -you're here again to talk about that?" She let out a short, bitter laugh. "I've already told you. Don't make baseless accusations. Don't cbotheringagain." Everyone in the room was completely lost.

Clearly there was s going on between these two, but no one had the context-and that was killing them.

Their curiosity kept building. They just wanted the full story already.

Jean, meanwhile, barely reacted to Lacey's words. She just smiled faintly.

It looked like a smile on the surface, but her eyes were ice cold.

"Lacey, you don't seriously think I cempty-handed, do you?" That faint smile disappeared, replaced by a steady, piercing look. Lacey felt a jolt of panic.

Her gaze flicked to Jean's hand. She was carrying a box..

Inside that bor... what was it? Could it be- Lacey's brow furrowed slightly.

Did Jean actually find evidence of the poisoning? No way.

She'd already destroyed everything that could link back to her. There wasn't a shred of proof left.

She'd double-checked everything. There was no way she missed anything.

Jean must be bluffing.

Truing to In resea har 12 54 PM Chapter 24 Face Off get her to panic and admit it.

Nice try She just had to keep calm. As long as she didn't panic, Jean couldn't touch her.

Finished She looked up with a cool, almost mocking look and tilted her head slightly. "Oh yeah? Then show us. What's in the box? Don't act mysterious if you've got nothing" Her tone was firm, calm, steady.

The crowd of students had reached peak curiosity.

No one was moving. Everyone was watching this showdown unfold like a live .

The tension was so thick it felt like the air might shatter.

Even without knowing the full story, the energy between the two girls had everyone hooked.

Jean didn't hold back.

She opened the box in her hand- Inside was a transparent plastic bag. Sealed inside was a half-eaten snack.

All eyes were instantly on it.

Lacey's included.

She stared at the snack, her brain racing.

She racked her memory, but it didn't look familiar at all.

No. Something wasn't right.

Lacey clenched her fingers.

She had to stay calm.

Jean had probably guessed she'd poisoned her snack. So she just grabbed a random one to bluff- to make her feel guilty She'd figured Jean's gout.

This was a trap.

But a weak one. She could handle it.

As long as she didn't react. Jean wouldn't get anywhere.

1254 PM C Chapter 74 Face-Off That random snack-what was the meaning of it? What were these two even talking about? They wanted answers, and they wanted them now.

"Lacey." Jean's voice rang out again. She said the nslowly, clearly, like it carried the weight of judgment.

Her eyes were dark and cold, laced with a burning fury.

Finished

"Last Friday. Around noon. While everyone was at the cafeteria you slipped poison into my water bottle and snacks.” Gasps broke out around the room.

Everyone stared in disbelief, eyes wide in shock.

What the hell?! They thought it was sdumb girl fight, sargument over boys or gossip.

But this? Poison?! No one saw this twist coming.

This wasn't -this was criminal.

Poisoning? In our classroom? Everyone slowly turned their heads toward Lacey.

She'd always had a good reputation. Friendly. Polite. Well-liked.

And now she was being accused of this? People wanted to defend her, but Jean didn't seem like the type to say something like that without reason.

This wasn't the kind of thing you just throw out there.

Everyone started getting uneasy.

This wasn't just about Lacey and Jean anymore-this could affect all of them.

Irunanna in thie enam had mitted 12:54 PM Chapter 74 Face-Off A girl asked the question carefully, nervously.

Her voice trembled.

"This is... kind of serious. We never expected..." Finished

Another student chimed in, trying to keep calm. "It'd really help if your explained what's going on. We just want to feel safe..."

"I've only ever seen this kind of thing in s," a girl murmured, Augging herself like she was suddenly cold.

"Lacey, what's going on? If you didn't do it, just say so. If Jean's lying, we'll back you up. But if you did..." A boy trailed off, frowning.

His voice was anxious. His hands were clenched at his sides.

The classroom was dead silent, waiting for someone to make the next move.

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