When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

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By then, the emergency with Jean and Julia had forced Behind the Spotlight to abruptly end its livestream.

The production team rushed to release a public apology, but it barely made a dent–panic and outrage were already spreading like wildfire online.

“Behind the Spotlight Livestream Cut Off” instantly shot to number one on the trending list, blowing up across social media.

Names like Easton, Jean, and Julia were also dominating the charts. Practically the entire trending page was taken over by Behind the Spotlight–related news.

“They wanted drama and pushed it too far. Now look what happened. Just find them already- this is not okay.”

“Thank God Easton’s okay… But what about Jean? They still haven’t found her, right?”

“It’s all on the production team. I’m furious.”

“Honestly, the team was well–prepared. They scouted the location, brought in a pro rescue crew… But things still went wrong.”

“They never should’ve chosen a dangerous place like Westwood Mountain. What were they thinking?”

“No point in regretting it now–what matters is finding them, fast.”

“I can’t stop crying. Jean and Julia are such sweet girls. I just want them safe.”

“Those tunnels at Westwood Mountain sound terrifying. People just disappear in there? No one said it was that bad.”

“The show has to take responsibility. If they don’t find them, they’d better be ready to face the consequences. I’m so angry.”

“Praying hard for Jean and Julia. Please let them come back safe.”

“How

did it go so wrong? Everything was fine at first–I’m in shock.”

“The producers better give us answers. We’re not letting this slide.”

“Let Easton out of there! It’s too dangerous. What if he gets hurt too?” noveldrama

“I’m really worried about Easton. If I could, I’d be at Westwood Mountain right now getting him out of there myself.”

“This whole production is a mess.”

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“Easton, please be okay. I couldn’t take it if something happened to you.”

“Screw this show. Absolutely irresponsible.”

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As the internet exploded with worry and anger, the production team suddenly dropped an update–Julia had been found.

It was the first real sense of relief anyone had felt–a small glimmer of hope in the middle of all

the chaos.

“Oh my God, thank goodness! I’m literally in tears right now.”

“Julia’s been found. Oh my God, this is the best news I’ve heard all day!”

“What about Jean? There’s still no word. Does that mean they haven’t found her?”

“Yeah, what’s going on with Jean? No update probably means she’s still missing. I’m still worried.”

“At least Julia’s safe. We needed some good news.”

Julia’s safe–that’s all that matters. Who even cares about Jean? Honestly, good riddance.”

“Seriously? What is wrong with you?”

“You sound completely unhinged. How can you say something so heartless?”

“God, people online are the worst.”

“Jean’s been a train wreck since day one. I’ve always hated her. Maybe this’ll finally get rid of her.”

“With an attitude like that, no wonder your life’s a disaster.”

“Kick this creep out of here!”

“What’s wrong with you? She’s just a kid. She didn’t do anything to deserve this.”

“Reported. You seriously need help.”

“Can people stop being awful? This is life or death.”

“Get lost. You’re seriously messed up.”

Jean sat on the ground, knees pulled to her chest, leaning against the cold stone wall, eyes gently

shut.

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But that didn’t mean she was giving up.

She just needed a moment–once she got her strength back, she’d try again.

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And deep down, she believed someone would show up–someone would make it to the other

side of this wall

If Julia could somehow end up here by accident, then someone else definitely could too.

As long as she saw another person, she’d figure out how to get out of here.

Surprisingly, Jean wasn’t panicked. She actually felt pretty calm–surprisingly calm, even a little

relaxed.

Then she heard it–barely there, soft footsteps.

So faint she would’ve missed them if she hadn’t been listening carefully.

Her eyes snapped open, and a spark of hope rose in her chest. Someone was coming!

She turned quickly and pressed her face against the stone wall, peeking through a narrow gap- and locked eyes with someone on the other side.

The eyes were deep, sharp, and instantly recognizable.

For a moment, both of them just froze, staring at each other through the crack in the wall.

The sudden appearance startled Jean. She instinctively stepped back.

“Jean!” A clear, familiar voice echoed through the gap. It was Easton’s voice.

“Easton?” She called back, her voice trembling with disbelief and a rush of relief.

She’d always had complicated feelings about Easton, but after everything–being trapped, scared. completely worn out–just seeing a familiar face hit her harder than she expected.

It was like finding something solid to hold on to in a place where nothing felt safe or familiar.

“Are you okay?” Easton’s voice came through the narrow gap, laced with urgency.

Jean couldn’t see his face, but she heard it a slight tremble in Easton’s voice. Was he… actually

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“I’m fine,” Jean said, gripping the stone. “Just some scrapes. Nothing serious.”

Easton let out a quiet breath, the tension in his chest finally easing. It hit him hard, like getting back something he thought he’d lost.

And in that moment, he felt something he hadn’t expected–relief so strong, it nearly knocked the wind out of him. He was grateful. Truly, deeply grateful.

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-but carrying a quiet, unwavering strength.

It sounded like a promise. One she wanted to believe in.

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Jean nodded hard, but her brows drew together slightly. “I believe you… But these walls aren’t easy to get through.”

Easton let out a quiet laugh, and the confident smirk that followed said it all. “Is that all? I don’t care what it takes–I’m getting you out.”

Jean blinked, caught off guard.

She hadn’t expected him to say something like that. Didn’t he used to hate me?

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