When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family 79 Chapter 79 Are You Really That Scared of Him? Finished Julia knew she had no right to complain or refuse. Matheo had given her a once-in-a-lifetopportunity- something other people would kill for-and that alone was more than enough.

All she had to do was hide her identity. That wasn't hard.

At the moment, various documents about the show were spread out across her computer screen. Julia had already familiarized herself with most of the details. She'd be paired up with a celebrity to participate in the show together.

Who would she be partnered with? Julia's eyes darted around as a flicker of excitement sparked in them. Two days later, Jean left the Ginger family's villa with her suitcase packed and ready.

Everyone in the Ginger family already knew she was going on the variety show.

Jean hadn't planned to hide it. After all, once she appeared on live television, everyone would find out anyway.

Sienna had been surprised when she first heard the news. "You're going on that show... Did Easton help you get in?" Otherwise, she couldn't imagine how her usually quiet and reserved daughter had suddenly landed such a high- profile gig...

But Easton- Just thinking of her son brought his bright smile to Sienna's mind.

He was always smiling, but she knew it was only on the surface.

His lips often curved upward, but joy was hard to find in his eyes.

He seemed cheerful, but he gave off a strong sense of detachment. These days, he was fully independent and hadn't been hin a long time.

He hadn't even chome, so there was no way he would've been willing to help a half-sister he'd barely interacted with get on a show.

With that thought, Sienna quickly shook her head. "No... Easton wouldn't do something like that." Jean nodded firmly in agreement. "Exactly. There's no way he'd help me... I got in on my own." "I see. Sienna smiled faintly, a look of quiet pride flickering in her eyes. "You are really something." Matheo, on the other hand, didn't learn about it until after Jean had already left the villa.

Chapter 79 Are You Really That Scared of Him?!! expression. "Jean is going on that show too?" Finished Sienna nodded calmly. These days, she didn't show much emotion around Matheo anymore.

"How did she even qualify?" Matheo blurted out.

There was no way Easton would've helped her, and she didn't have the connections...

Sienna shot him a sidelong glance, her tone laced with reproach. “What's this? You think she doesn't deserve it, or are you just not happy about her being on the show?" Matheo quickly forced a smile to smooth things over. "No, no, that's not what I meant. I just thought it was unexpected, that's all..." Even so, he was uneasy about Jean joining.

Now both Easton and Jean would be there. That meant Julia would be around both of his children Which raised the chances of something going wrong.

That made Matheo nervous.

Still, he didn't plan to tell Julia anything about Jean. It was better if the girls stayed unaware of each other's identities.

Jean wasn't like Easton. She wasn't as sharp. She probably wouldn't suspect anything about Julia.

Telling Julia too much would only add pressure. It was enough for her to stay alert around Easton.

Jean climbed into the sleek black Rolls-Royce; the Ginger family's driver was personally taking her to the filming location.

Drowsiness crept over her during the ride.

Jean yawned over and over, slumped sleepily in the backseat. Who knew how much tpassed before the car finally rolled to a stop.

Jean lowered the window and glanced out at the plain, dusty scenery- Tiled roofs, dirt roads, bare tree trunks, a patchy, yellowish field...

This was her destination. The filming site for Behind the Spotlight- Riverview Village. In other words, just your average countryside village.

The village might be ordinary, but the show was anything but. The idea of celebrities living with preteens in a down-to-earth rural setting was exactly the kind of thing everyone would want to watch.

12:54 PM Chapter 79 Are You Really That Scared of Him? The driver pulled away, leaving her standing there alone.

Finished But it wasn't long before a black van cspeeding down the road toward her, closing the distance until it stopped just two meters away.

"What are you standing there for?" The window rolled down, and Easton's flawless, model-perfect face suddenly appeared.

He was dressed in a dark denim jacket, silver headphones slung around his neck, and a pair of sleek black sunglasses perched on his tall nose.

Still gorgeous as ever, but with an added air of stylish cool. Jean looked up instinctively, locking with Easton's behind the tinted lenses.

eyes She scoffed, looked away like she hadn't seen him, and turned her face to the side without a word.

Easton raised an amused brow. Well, well... ignoring me, huh?

The van door swung open. Easton tilted his head and patted the empty his smile seat beside him, his smile lazy and casual. Hey. Are you planning to stand there all day? The production crew isn't even here yet, and the temporary base is a bit of a walk. Why don't you hop in and wait in my van?

Jean hesitated, thinking it over. He's got a point. Ughhh I messed up h shouldn't have gotten out here. There's literally nothing around-no shops, no houses. Easton's van is the only place to sit and rest. Easton, listening in on Jean's thoughts, nodded to himself in agreement, Exactly. Where else can a little thing like you go? Are you really that scared of me? Interesting.

Jean pursed her lips, clearly wavering.

But She turned, giving her brother a conflicted look. Easton doesn't like me. He might even want to mess with me. Wouldn't sitting next to him just be asking for trouble? Easton's smile deepened.

Right now, he looked like someone who had just discovered a fascinating new toy, eyes glinting with mischief.

"You scared of me?" He raised an eyebrow, knowingly teasing her.

Jean gave him a flat look but said nothing.

Easton gave a wounded sigh. "Gosh, I didn't even do anything to you last time... I even gave you ointment, remember?" His voice was like a clear spring-soft, clean, pleasant to the car.