When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 Too Few Normal People

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In truth, Asher was still a minor, and the case didn’t involve anyone’s death. It was impossible for him to face extremely harsh criminal penalties.

At most, he would be held at the detention center for reeducation.

The reason that girl had hired a top lawyer was likely to demand a large sum in emotional damages, and to push for Asher to be punished as harshly as possible–maybe keeping him in the detention center for a long time for “rehabilitation“….

If that happened, Asher wouldn’t be able to return to school-

And even if he got out one day, he would have no diploma, only a criminal record…

Jean was shocked just thinking about it.

Would that still be the male lead?

The plot was completely flying off the rails like a runaway horse!

“What?” Sofia gasped, her eyes wide in shock. “You’re saying… the plaintiff doesn’t even want to leave Asher a way out?”

She frowned tightly, her whole demeanor deflating. “But… after going through something like that, it’s normal for her to hate him, right? Still… she’s hating the wrong person!”

“That’s not normal,” Jean said calmly.

Sofia blinked, confused. “What’s not normal?”

Jean raised an eyebrow. “I just think… the choice of lawyer doesn’t seem like something she would’ve come up with herself.”

Sofia’s eyes grew even wider. She rolled them once, thinking hard, then leaned closer. “You mean… someone helped her hire the lawyer?”

Jean nodded slightly.

As for who that person was-

It wasn’t that hard to guess.

They didn’t keep discussing it. Instead, they turned and left the grove.

“Aren’t you going back to class?” Sofia asked when she saw Jean heading toward the school gate instead of back to the classroom.

“No, not for now,” Jean said.

She was drowning in too many issues to have any patience for classes right now.

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Now Sofia was also caught up in it.

There really are too few normal people in this class.

Jean shook her head helplessly.

This pack of spoiled, arrogant brats spent their days clinging to each other, treating the classroom like their little kingdom of dominance and cruelty.

And they would never realize they were wrong.

“I’ll head out first,” Jean said, waving a hand at Sofia in farewell.

Sofia nodded and stood there watching as Jean walked step by step out of the school grounds.

But Jean didn’t go home.

She didn’t call the Ginger family’s driver to pick her up either.

Instead, she hailed a cab and headed straight to the busiest part of downtown.

She was looking for someone.

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