When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind novel Chapter 348

Chapter 348 A Good Deed, Honestly

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Dalton pressed his lips together slightly, a flicker of something unreadable flashing through his eyes.

But in the next moment, he blinked, and his expression settled back into calm. His gaze was clear and steady, voice smooth and even. “It makes sense that he’d hate me”

With that, he fell silent again. Just then, the tiramisu and tea Jean had ordered were brought to the table by

a server.

Dalton had a third of an iced latte left beside him, and an open laptop sat on the table in front of him.

Jean took a sip of her fruit tea while casually glancing around-

She leaned slightly closer to Dalton and asked politely, “Do you want some cake? I can treat you.”

Dalton smiled and shook his head. “No need. If anyone’s treating, it should be me.”

His eyes softened as he looked at her. “Little kids shouldn’t be the ones treating their older brothers.”

Little kids… Dalton didn’t look much older than a teenager himself, and yet here he was, calling her a kid-

She was already twenty–nine, for crying out loud! Jean’s gaze drifted–just briefly–over Dalton’s laptop

screen.

She hadn’t meant to peek. She’d only caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye-

But that one glance was enough to spot something interesting.

She saw a clearly labeled “League” icon on Dalton’s desktop….

Dalton played “League of Legends” too?

“You play this game?” Jean’s eyes lit up in surprise as she pointed toward the icon on the screen.

Dalton nodded calmly. “Yeah, sometimes.”

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That whole thing was probably a misunderstanding

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Sure, Winston had a crappy temper and wasn’t exactly warm, but he wasn’t a bad person. And Dalton… Dalton didn’t even look like someone who could do anything bad.

For things to have gotten this bad between them, there had to be a mistake somewhere.

If this tournament team–up could give them a chance to clear the air.

Wow. That’d really be a good deed on her part. Of course, Jean had her own reasons too-

She wanted to figure out where she’d heard Dalton’s voice before. If she pulled him into the team, she’d have more chances to watch and listen.

But none of that was stuff she could say out loud, so she gave a sheepish little laugh and dodged the question. “Because my brother’s desperate. He really needs that last missing piece–and you’re right here.”

Dalton lifted his eyes just slightly, giving her a half–smile. “You play this game too? You’re on your brother’s team?”

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