Finished


    “Did you… need something from me?” Julia asked, trying to control her emotions, pretending not


    to know.


    “I’m here to tell you,” Easton’s voice was cold, like frozen snow, “that you must pay for spreading false rumors. You may only be 13, but that doesn’t mean you can escape responsibility. This was deliberate nder, and it had a very negative effect<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Julia’s hands began to shake again.


    She couldn’t bear to hear any more.


    Matheo had already made it clear that he wasn’t going to help me. Emily was just someone who relied on Matheo; she couldn’t help either.


    The sting of tears welled up again.


    “Expect a court summons, Julia,” Easton said with icy finality, as if he were pronouncing a death


    sentence.


    Julia’s eyes widened, but she couldn’t get a word out.


    “And don’t let me see you again,” Easton added with a wry smile, his tone full of contempt.


    “If you’re <b>thinking </b>of going into show business, too bad.” There was a casual coldness to his voice, yet it was sharp and ruthless. “As long as I’m around, you’ll never make it in entertainment.”


    She had prepared herself for this, but hearing it still made her heart quiver uncontrobly. A mixture of regret and sorrow washed over her.


    <i>I </i>regretted <i>everything </i>


    <i>I </i><i>really </i>regret it now….


    After <i>all</i><i>, </i>I shouldn’t…


    After saying that, Easton ended the call.


    Julia put down her phone and suddenly crouched down on the floor, hugging her knees <b>and </b>bursting into <b>tears</b>.


    Her tears flowed again, and the bitterness overwhelmed her.


    The matter was over.


    Easton left it to his manager to follow up.


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    Finished


    Jean had watched Easton handle the entire rumor incident quickly and efficiently. It all felt


    surreal.


    In the original plot, this had been a major setback in Easton’s career, yet he had resolved it so easily.


    It was almost magical.


    “What nonsense are you thinking about now?”


    Easton came over and gently ruffled Jean’s hair, a faint smile ying on his <b>lips</b>.


    “Shouldn’t you be happy for me?”


    The man furrowed his brow slightly, pretending to be annoyed.


    Jean quickly caught on and gave him an embarrassed grin. “Of course I’m happy… I’m just a little surprised that everything went so smoothly. I thought it would…”


    Easton curled his lips and interrupted, “Let’s not talk about it anymore. You need to get some rest today.


    “Would you like to take a shower?” He asked calmly, tilting his head toward the bathroom.


    Jean blinked in confusion. “I’m staying here tonight?”


    I had thought Easton would just drive me back and drop me off <i>at </i><i>home </iter.


    But <i>he </i>actually wanted me to stay the night?


    “Is that a problem?” Easton asked with a half–smile.


    <i>Why </i>did <i>the </i>little <i>girl </i>look so shocked?


    <i>Was </i>it really so strange for me to <i>let </i>her stay here?


    “I’m just… a little ttered,” Jean pouted honestly.


    “Why are you ttered…” <b>Easton </b>smiled helplessly, his eyes quickly softening. “You’re my sister.”


    <b>For </b>some reason, Jean’s heart fluttered at that moment.


    Easton said nothing more. He went into the bathroom, adjusted everything for Jean, then came <b>our </b>and urged <i>her </i>to take a shower. After all, they had juste from the tunnel <b>and </b>hadn’t cleaned up yet.


    Jean’s luggage had also been brought. She took out some clothes and followed Easton’s suggestion to take a bath.


    Easton’s bathroom was even more beautiful than Jean had imagined.


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    The tub itself was spacious, pristine white, gleaming like fine porcin.


    Jean couldn’t help but shake her head.


    Easton <i>really </i>did know how to enjoy life. The view from this oceanfront apartment was unbeatable.


    But now it was my turn to enjoy it.


    She took a long,fortable bath, and her mood immediately improved.


    The frustration and exhaustion of the day seemed to wash awaypletely.


    She looked out at the starry sky and the rxed, quiet coast.


    Finished


    I hadn’t <i>expected </i>things between <i>me </i><i>and </i><i>Easton </i><i>to </i><i>thaw </i><i>so </i>suddenly. Our rtionship had taken a big <i>step </i>forward.


    But if one day <i>the </i>real heiress showed up and <i>he </i>found out <i>I </i>wasn’t his biological sister, would <i>he </i>still treat me the same?


    Not just Easton<i>, </i>but Sienna, Dominic…


    <i>They </i>were all so nice to me now, but in <i>the </i>future…


    <i>If </i><i>it </i>came <i>down </i>to choosing between me and <i>Sarah</i><i>, </i>who <i>would </i><i>they </i>choose?


    Jean <b>shook </b>her head quickly.


    Better not to think about it.


    Expectations always led to disappointment.


    <i>Relying </i><b>on </b>myself is the <i>only </i><i>way </i>forward. Saving money is the real answer.


    Fortunately<i>, </i>I had already saved quite a <i>bit</i>. Even if everyone abandoned me one day, <i>I’d </i>still have <i>my </i>own foundation.


    After the bath, Jean came <b>out </b>in oversized loungewear.


    Easton happened to being out of the guest room; they ran into each other in the hallway. Easton smiled softly and said gently. “I’ve prepared the <b>room </b>for <b>you</b>. Come with me.”


    Jean was slightly stunned.


    Easton <i>is </i>more capable than <i>I </i>thought.


    I always assumed <i>he </i><i>was </i>the type who wouldn’t lift <i>a </i>finger around the house, but he even helped prepare a room for me.


    Faston’s smile broadened like a child’s when raised. There was real inv in his eves


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    know…”


    As the door opened. Jean once again saw the huge floor–to–ceiling windows.


    Finished


    Outside the clear ss was the star–studded night sky and, of course, the vast, sweeping view of the bay.


    <i>Every </i>corner of this ce <i>is </i>breathtaking. <i>Easton’s </i><i>taste </i>is <i>truly </i><i>amazing</i>.


    Jean couldn’t help but sigh.


    Hearing that made Easton feel even better.


    He loved to be praised by Jean.


    This kind of praise was special. It felt like he was being validated in a way he’d never experienced before.


    Easton didn’t linger. When Jean was ready to sleep, he simply said good night and left.


    From a mud–brick house to a gorgeous, high–end oceanfront apartment, Jean’s living conditions had taken a giant leap.


    She soon fell asleep.


    And didn’t dream at all.


    The next morning, Jean was awakened by the sound of her phone ringing.


    The shrill ring pierced her ears as she groggily opened her eyes and reached for her phone on the bedside table.


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