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The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 405: Does Your Brother Still Lack a Younger Brother?
Chapter 405: Chapter 405: Does Your Brother Still Lack a Younger Brother?
The young man suddenly asked a question, and Sophie Harper’s heart instantly leaped into her throat. She subconsciously looked toward Scarlett Jennings.
She knew this—Scarlett had always wanted to send the newborn spirit away, but previously, its weight wasn’t enough to be sent off.
Handing it over to Sophie later was also with the hope that she could help the little spirit quickly restore its shadow energy.
Over these past few days, the little one had been nourished by Sophie’s energy until it was fair and chubby.
Its weight was more than enough by now.
But to send it away...
Sophie Harper was truly reluctant.
She opened her mouth, ready to say something to persuade Scarlett to let the little one stay, but Scarlett was already speaking,
"Still not enough."
Scarlett had a calm expression—if Sophie didn’t know the inside story, she might have been deceived.
But Sophie quickly caught on and nodded emphatically, "Yes! Still far from enough! Restoring shadow energy for a newborn spirit is no easy task!"
The young man simply looked deeply at the person and ghost before him but raised no doubts.
Hearing that the weight wasn’t sufficient, he could only shake his head in disappointment and leave with Ezra Wright’s soul.
As soon as the delivery guy left, Sophie Harper floated after Scarlett Jennings into the bedroom and eagerly asked,
"Scarlett, we’re not sending the little one away, right?"
Scarlett Jennings glanced at Sophie Harper’s expression but didn’t directly say whether they would send it off. Instead, she remarked,
"The Underworld is overcrowded. Even if it went down, it’d be stuck in a queue."
Sophie Harper immediately chimed in,
"Exactly! You said it—a newborn spirit going down won’t have any ghosts to guide it, so it may not even manage to queue properly. It might even get bullied! I’d better trouble myself to keep taking care of it for now."
Scarlett Jennings couldn’t help but cast another glance at Sophie, inwardly thinking that she might have misunderstood the little spirit.
Don’t be fooled by its small size—it’s hardly a soft little bun that anyone can knead at will.
Still, since the two seemed to get along, Scarlett decided not to interfere.
"Alright, you can keep care of it for now."
A dreamless night followed.
Scarlett Jennings slept until eight the next morning.
When she checked her phone, she received a message from Ashton Todd, inviting her to come over for breakfast.
After a quick wash, Scarlett headed straight to the neighboring room.
Knowing that they had been unable to return while carrying out their academy tasks yesterday, Donovan Jennings had specially booked nearby five-star hotel rooms for her and Nathan White.
This arrangement had been a blessing—despite staying up late, Scarlett didn’t feel tired.
She rang the doorbell of the next suite, and Ashton Todd quickly opened the door, enthusiastically ushering her in,
"Come eat breakfast!"
Walking inside, Scarlett Jennings saw the dining table covered in a variety of hotel breakfasts. Judging by the assortment, Scarlett suspected he might have ordered one of everything from the buffet menu.
Nathan White was already sitting in one corner, stealing shy glances at Scarlett before lowering his head to focus on his small cake.
Scarlett sat down and picked some porridge while casually discussing the matter of sending off Ezra Wright last night—her first freshman mission had been completed.
After hearing the details, Ashton Todd sighed, "This morning, the senior students and I checked the available spiritual affairs. The tasks for initial rank were all claimed. Looks like we’ll have to head to the neighboring city next."
Since all the new students had come down from the mountain at once to tackle missions, the experienced seniors had claimed three missions each in one go.
The tasks in Sea City had been swiftly claimed overnight.
Nathan White had only taken one yesterday, and when he wanted another today, he found there were none left in the city.
"I—I’m sorry, I didn’t expect this."
Nathan White apologized as he put down the little cake in his hands, his head nearly dipped into the frosting in misery.
Scarlett Jennings could only comfort him, "It’s fine. Travel is convenient anyway."
Ashton Todd also echoed cheerfully, "Yes, exactly! Heading to the neighboring city means we can keep enjoying hotel stays."
Pausing for a moment, he turned to Scarlett Jennings, staring at her expectantly, "Scarlett, we can keep staying in hotels like this, right?"
Scarlett Jennings: ...
"This is my first time staying in such a luxurious hotel. I heard the hotel has free fitness centers and swimming pools—I even snuck in for a swim late last night!"
Scarlett Jennings: ...
"Oh, if only I could stay here again! My family was poor when I was younger. I never had the chance to experience a fancy hotel like this—the bed last night was so soft!"
Scarlett Jennings was silent for a moment but couldn’t stop herself from asking,
"... If you like it so much, why did you refuse last time when Donovan offered to let you stay?"
She was referring to the time Donovan had asked him for help rescuing Ismeria Jennings.
Back then, Ashton had taken the payment and hurried back to the academy, refusing to stay even when Donovan personally asked him to.
When Ashton Todd heard her words, his eyes widened, his voice trembling,
"Are you saying that last time, your family was planning to arrange a luxury suite for me? The kind I wouldn’t need to pay for?!"
Scarlett Jennings nodded.
Although she hadn’t confirmed, it was clear that after Ashton Todd helped save Ismeria, her family would never charge him for lodging. Knowing Donovan’s personality, he surely would have had his assistant arrange it properly.
To Scarlett Jennings, this was entirely normal.
But Ashton Todd seemed utterly devastated, staring at her before suddenly pressing his hands to his face.
He appeared to have... missed out on a fortune!
The next moment, he quickly regained composure.
"So what you’re saying is, your family owes me another luxury hotel stay! Why not tonight?!"
Scarlett Jennings: ...
Fine, whatever.
After all, Donovan had already told her that he covered their accommodation costs for tasks over these few days anyway.
The main reason was his concern that Scarlett wouldn’t spend money to stay in a decent hotel while away.
Nathan White and Ashton Todd were simply tagging along.
When Ashton heard this, he fell silent again for a long while before asking Scarlett,
"Scarlett Jennings, does your brother need another little brother? How about me?"
Scarlett glanced at him and replied,
"My brother doesn’t need more brothers—he needs sisters."
Upon hearing this, Ashton Todd’s expression turned solemn. After a long moment, he responded in earnest,
"Sisters... I can work with that."
Scarlett Jennings: ...
Can she still switch team members at this stage?
The morning passed in a chaotic flurry. After breakfast and packing up, Scarlett informed her family before heading to the neighboring city by high-speed train with Nathan White and Ashton Todd.
Little did Scarlett know, as soon as she left Sea City, an incident broke out at the Sea City Security Bureau branch.
The old man who had once coerced the Garrison Family into swapping Scarlett Jennings’s Fate Chart and caused Isolde’s death, Mr. Ge, had died.
Even though Scarlett Jennings had used a Spirit Talisman to ensure he suffered one last backlash just before he was taken away.
The Security Bureau had anticipated he might die en route at any moment.
Yet somehow, he had clung to life.
Though his condition was terrifying, he had still been alive.
The twist came this morning.
Seizing a moment of negligence from the guards, he used his last drops of blood to draw an array that sent another man away from the prison at the cost of his own life.
He subsequently died horrifically.
The individual he had sacrificed his life to free...
Was none other than Azura Loomis, who had recently been captured and imprisoned by Caius Carew himself.