The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 407: Girl Goose, I’m Your Mama

"Azura Loomis, she..."

Azura’s voice was hoarse, and she hesitated before continuing,

"She was driven out of the Jennings Family. It was because of that eldest daughter who recently returned to the Jennings. She couldn’t stand Azura, suppressed her everywhere, and even used an evil technique with a doll to falsely accuse her. The Jennings believed her and kicked Azura out of the family, even spreading words in the circle forbidding anyone from helping her..."

Nicholas Woods was stunned upon hearing this, his face filled with disbelief.

"Driven out? Th-this can’t be! Isn’t that eldest daughter who recently returned to the Jennings..."

"It’s Scarlett Jennings!"

Azura explained, "You must’ve seen her tricks on the show. If it weren’t for her, who would have thought to use evil techniques to harm people? We’re just ordinary folks, and she even used Azura’s favorite doll to hurt her. Azura simply couldn’t stand up to her."

Nicholas Woods was instantly convinced by this, and as he imagined Scarlett Jennings sabotaging Azura’s favorite doll, his heart filled with a renewed sense of disdain for her.

A few days ago, his father had even told him to try to connect with the Jennings Family whenever possible, especially Scarlett. At that time, he thought nothing of it, and was even willing to do so, but now, he felt repulsed.

"Where is Azura now? I want to see her! Can you take me to her? Please? Listen, my family may not compare to the Jennings, but we still carry some weight in Sea City."

Azura Loomis hesitated for a moment, but she ultimately shook her head.

"Azura doesn’t want to see anyone right now. As her friend, you should understand her. She’s a proud and self-respecting person who wouldn’t want you to witness her in such a sorry state."

She let out an intentional sigh, adding,

"The place I live in is quite cramped. Azura has nowhere to go, so she has to settle for squeezing into a thirty-square-meter room with me. She doesn’t even have spare clothes to change into; otherwise, she wouldn’t have asked me to come to her dorm to fetch her things."

Nicholas Woods immediately reacted upon hearing this, saying,

"That won’t do at all! If you don’t mind, I have a villa in the suburbs where you can stay temporarily with Azura. I’ll write down the address and password for you. Let her know there’s no need to worry—I won’t just show up unannounced as she wouldn’t want anyone seeing her at her lowest."

That’s exactly what Azura Loomis wanted to hear, and she expressed her utmost gratitude to Nicholas Woods on the spot.

Upon learning her phone was lost, Nicholas Woods even took her to a phone store near the campus gate, bought her a new phone, and transferred ten thousand yuan to her, asking her to take good care of Azura.

Azura Loomis hadn’t expected that the goodwill she had built up during her earlier attempts to charm Nicholas Woods would yield such excellent results.

Though the fact that he hadn’t recognized her at all annoyed her considerably.

Still, given that he was so gullible, she decided to forgive him.

...

Solomon naturally informed the Jennings Family the moment he learned of Azura Loomis’s escape from the Security Bureau’s prison.

At that time, Scarlett Jennings was still on the high-speed rail heading to the neighboring city. Seeing the message caused her to involuntarily furrow her brows.

If it were solely Azura Loomis escaping, Scarlett might not have cared.

After all, having lost her system, Azura was now just an ordinary person, no different from anyone else, and moreover one suffering from fortune backlash.

But the fact that the person who helped her escape was none other than Solomon, the evil master who had once tried to seize Scarlett’s fate chart—that raised a lot of questions.

Solomon wouldn’t help Azura free of purpose. Similarly, when the Garrison Family thought they had gained his aid, the result had been Isolde Garrison losing her life, and the others in the family meeting equally grim fates.

The fact Solomon had chosen Azura seemed far more intentional.

But what could Azura possibly have that was worth his trouble?

Could it be... her?

Scarlett speculated: if there was anything connecting the two of them, then the simplest conclusion was their shared hatred for her.

She was the one who had thwarted all of their schemes.

What if Solomon was willing to risk everything to free Azura just to use her against Scarlett?

Azura was merely an ordinary person. Solomon wouldn’t believe Azura alone could oppose Scarlett.

The more plausible scenario was Solomon intending to send Azura to find someone capable of confronting Scarlett.

Scarlett pieced the threads together in her mind and continued to ponder, until a clicking sound of a camera brought her back to herself.

She instinctively raised her head and saw the camera across from her still held up, its lens pointed directly at her.

The girl on the other side froze briefly under Scarlett’s gaze, her uneasiness apparent as she offered a small, awkward smile.

The girl’s companion next to her gave her a slight nudge. Both hesitated to leave their seats but ultimately walked over to Scarlett’s table, their eyes shining with excitement and admiration.

"E-excuse me, are you Scarlett Jennings?"

Ever since the success of *Inspiration*, Scarlett had become somewhat of an online celebrity, her distinct features easily recognizable.

Having grown used to being recognized in public, Scarlett merely nodded in acknowledgment.

The young woman who had spoken seemed unable to contain her emotions, pulling on her friend’s sleeve and quietly shrieking to Scarlett,

"Ahhh, my baby, I’m your mom—oh no, I mean, I’m your fan!"

She then tugged her friend again, saying, "We both are!"

Scarlett’s gaze shifted from the enthusiastic girl’s face to her masked friend’s face next to her.

Perhaps due to her recent dealings with Ezra Wright, she was still somewhat alert when encountering ’fans.’

Especially those wearing masks.

The masked girl seemed to recognize Scarlett’s stare and took a step back awkwardly.

The energetic girl quickly jumped to her defense, explaining, "That’s my friend. She’s recovering from a cold, hence the mask to not spread it around."

At the mention of illness, Nathan White—who had been trying to stay unnoticed in the corner by the window—suddenly perked up and glanced at the masked girl.

Only now did the two girls spot Nathan, but it didn’t take long for them to recognize him opposite Scarlett, prompting another round of silent shrieks.

"Ahh! Nathan White!!"

Nathan jolted visibly at their reaction, his pudgy figure tensing up. Unfortunately, being boxed in at the window seat left him with nowhere to escape.

Ashton Todd came to his rescue, stepping in front of him and addressing the two girls,

"Ladies, I understand it’s exciting to meet people you admire, but let’s tone it down. My senior here is a bit shy, and your enthusiasm might frighten him."

When Ashton wasn’t talking about money, he actually came across quite dependable, causing the two girls to reluctantly curb their excitement.

"Sorry, we didn’t mean to scare him."

Then their curiosity shifted toward Ashton Todd. One asked,

"You called him senior. Are you also a student at the Taoism Academy?"

Ashton Todd smiled faintly, appearing quite dignified, and replied,

"Correct. I specialize in face reading and geomancy. If you’re interested, I can give you a reading."

Their eyes lit up at this prospect. Before they could speak, Ashton summarized his services at a steady pace, adding, "Only three hundred bucks—see your past lives and present destiny. No tricks, no scams... Wait, damn!"

His final remark was the result of Scarlett’s light kick under the table as her gaze carried a hint of warning.

Ashton muttered some dissatisfaction but then stopped talking. The masked girl next to them spoke softly,

"I’d like a reading. Is that alright?"

As she spoke, she lowered her mask partway.

Both Ashton Todd and Scarlett Jennings instinctively turned their eyes toward her. The moment they registered her features, their gazes simultaneously sharpened.

"You’d better get off at the next station and switch to another train heading home."