When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182 You’re the One Who Looks Like a Cat

The noise of the crowd flooded her ears.

Standing in front of Jean was Blairford’s most famous amusement park.

That’s right an amusement park!

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Nearby, a pair of parents walked past holding their child’s hands. The kid clutched a brightly colored balloon.

It was hard to believe that Abyssal Choir’s routine meeting would be held near such a loud, chaotic, down- to–earth place…

While she was still processing that, Ludwig parked the motorcycle and walked over to her.

“What are you thinking about?” His calm, clear voice drifted over.

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Jean blinked in surprise. She was fully disguised–face completely covered no way he could’ve seen her expression. So how did he know she was lost in thought?

“How’d you know I was thinking?” she asked bluntly, no hesitation.

The boy smiled slightly, as if it were obvious. “I guessed”

Then he shifted the topic, nodding toward the amusement park ahead. “Let’s go.”

Jean blinked again.

Ludwig had already started walking, and she hurried to catch up, her eyes widening even more. “Wait, seriously? You’re actually holding a meeting inside the amusement park? I thought it’d be, I dunno, in some hidden location nearby or something…” Her eyes tracked his direction – straight toward the front

gates

and she couldn’t help blurting out, “You’re kidding. Inside the park?”

“Surprised?” Ludwig lifted an eyebrow.

Then, as if it were nothing, he added, “There’s a saying “The greatest concealment lies in the open.’ And another: “The most dangerous place is the safest one.‘ A place that seems this unlikely ends up being the

most secure.”

Jean pressed her lips together, listening to Ludwig’s “mini lecture.”

Okay… that kind of makes sense.

Who would’ve guessed a famous underground organization had a base in a theme park?

Because no one would guess, it was safe.

She didn’t argu, walking beside Ludwig through the amusement park’s main gates.

This was her first time here.

screams…

Wait, when did he buy that?

Jean blinked wide, her fingers half–reaching out before pausing mid–air. “What’s this supposed to be?”

She pouted. “You think I’m a kid?”

Ludwig gave her a long, quiet look. “Aren’t you?”

At that, Jean remembered

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she really was a kid now.

Sometimes, she still defaulted to thinking of herself as a 29–year–old “grown–up girl“…

A little flustered, she cleared her throat and quickly accepted the balloon string.

A big cartoon cat face smiled back at her from the balloon – bright and adorable.

It’s been so long since I held something this childish…

“I bought it for you,” Ludwig’s cool, minty voice drifted over, his tone carrying that crisp, distant quality of his. “Because… well, the cat kind of reminds me of you.”

Jean didn’t even think before shooting back, “How do I look like a cat? If anything, you look more-”

She’d always thought Ludwig was just like one of those noble, lazy little black cats…