When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When Samuel saw how serious Jean looked, he sobered up as well. “What kind of medicine do you need? Tell me about it.”

Jean immediately handed over the prescription she had written in advance. Samuel took it and lowered his head to study it carefully.

After a while, a flicker of surprise flashed quickly through his eyes.

He looked up and stared into Jean’s eyes, asking in a calm voice, “Where did you get this prescription?”

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Jean had no intention of hiding anything and admitted it directly. “I made it. Is there a problem?”

Samuel gave a small shake of his head. “No, not really…”

Then, the corners of his lips lifted slightly; there was a genuine note of admiration in the way he looked at Jean. “It’s a brilliant formula–if the dosage is just right, it might have remarkable effects for strengthening the body.”

“Obviously! You think just anyone could come up with something like that?” Jean tilted her lips proudly.

Samuel heard his sister’s smug inner voice and shook his head helplessly.

He tucked the prescription away and promised her, “Don’t worry, I’ll help you gather the medicine as soon as possible.”

Hearing that, Jean felt at ease. She knew Samuel would figure something out.

“Oh, right,” Jean said as if something had suddenly occurred to her. She stared at Samuel’s handsome, elegant face and asked cautiously, “Samuel, when can you come home again?”

“You went to the hospital to visit Mom the other day–she was really happy,” Jean said with a sigh. “She’s hoping you can make peace with everything and start coming home more often…”

Samuel paused when he heard that.

His expression froze for a second before quickly returning to normal.

“We’ll talk about it some other time.” He couldn’t make a real promise about that.

For him, the deep wounds that had built up since childhood weren’t something that could vanish overnight.

He wanted to be normal; he really did. But that would take time–maybe even a lifetime–and healing might never come.

Jean studied Samuel’s face and saw that he still held resentment toward the Ginger family, so she didn’t press the issue.

She pressed her lips together, then shifted the topic. “You’re seeing Hector for therapy again today?”

Suddenly mentioned out of nowhere, Hector was quietly sitting in a corner, head lowered over his book, acting like Samuel and Jean didn’t exist.

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“Yeah.” Samuel nodded, not even trying to be discreet in front of his patient. “His condition’s pretty serious; it’s a tough case.”

Jean didn’t ask anything further. Now that she’d gotten the prescription, she saw no reason to stick around.

After saying goodbye to Samuel, she left the hospital without delay.

She flagged down a taxi by the curb; as soon as she got in, her phone rang.

She pulled it out and glanced at the screen-noveldrama

It had been a long time, but it was actually the principal of Stellarford Academy calling.

She hadn’t been to school in ages.

Back then, her classmates had been unbearable; she wasn’t interested in studying either. Plus, she had a lot of tricky problems to deal with, so she didn’t bother wasting time going to school.

But those classmates of hers–some had transferred, some had been held back–had all gotten what they deserved.

And as for her, it wasn’t like she could avoid school forever. The principal was calling now, probably to ask her to come back.

“Principal, what is it?” Jean held the phone close to her ear and asked in a cool, even voice.

“Jean, listen to me…” the principal’s voice was tinged with urgency