The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 64 - The Fiancé Picked for Her

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: The Fiancé Picked for Her

Chapter 64 -64: The Fiancé Picked for Her

Samuel Chalmers slightly furrowed his brow.

This wasn’t the first time he had seen Scarlett Jennings make such a motion in front of him.

Only the last time she had done it somewhat covertly.

This time, however, it was out in the open.

His dark eyes narrowed intently, and he only asked, “What’s in your hand?”

Scarlett Jennings heard and immediately knew that he couldn’t see it.

But that was normal.

Since she started practicing Mystical Techniques, she had met many people from the Mystical Sect.

Those people could at most see shadow energy and ghosts, but they couldn’t see all the “colors” like she could.

But since the topic was already brought up, Scarlett didn’t intend to hide it from him.

Her small face tensed slightly as she looked at him and simply said,

“I have a Golden Light in my hand.”

Paused, and then added, “Which I pulled from you.”

Samuel Chalmers: …

“You have a lot of Golden Light on you,” Scarlett said, “so every time I see you, it stings my eyes a bit.”

Samuel Chalmers: …

He vaguely understood why each time she saw him, she would blink forcefully.

“What is Golden Light?”

“Generally speaking, Golden Light only appears on people with considerable merit, but I’ve inquired, and aside from occasionally attending charity auctions, you haven’t had any outstanding deeds. This Golden Light is probably merit accumulated from your past lives.”

Scarlett Jennings explained,

“Golden Light protects against all evil. You were likely an extraordinary good person in a past life, and you can consider it a blessing.”

As for why she said “likely,” it was because Scarlett couldn’t see through his face at all.

In fact, just seeing his appearance through the Golden Light was already straining her eyes.

What Scarlett didn’t see was a faint, almost imperceptible trace of mockery flashed in Samuel Chalmers’s eyes when she mentioned “blessing.”

That trace of mockery hid within the Golden Light and disappeared in an instant.

When he looked at Scarlett again, his eyes were calm and serene.

“This Golden Light is useful to you.”

He spoke as a statement, his tone carrying an obvious certainty.

Samuel Chalmers was the youngest Family Head in the lineage of the Chalmers Family, much sharper than ordinary people.

From his brief encounters with Scarlett Jennings, he didn’t believe she was the kind of person who enjoyed helping people with clarity.

Yet she not only spoke up but was very detailed about it.

Combining this with the previous incident where she secretly pulled something from him, it was clear she had intentions concerning the Golden Light on him.

Scarlett didn’t expect him to easily figure out her intentions before she said a word, but this didn’t prevent her from admitting it openly.

“I am indeed a bit interested in you.”

Scarlett said solemnly, pausing as she met his deep, dark eyes, her expression awkward as she added,

“I’m very interested in your Golden Light.”

She was mostly sure that the last time she was able to summon Purple Thunder, it was entirely due to the power of his Golden Light.

And adding to the fact that she just witnessed his Golden Light dispelling resentful energy that even professionals couldn’t eliminate, it was clear that this Golden Light did more than just drive away evil and shadow energy.

She was straightforward, but Samuel Chalmers didn’t dislike this kind of straightforwardness.

He continued watching her, seemingly waiting for her to continue.

However, Scarlett didn’t speak for a long time.

Because just as she was about to say something, her attention was caught by an object on the antique shelf behind Samuel Chalmers.

Samuel Chalmers frowned, unable to hear her continue, was about to remind her, when he saw Scarlett suddenly stand up with a swish.

She bypassed him and headed straight for the antique shelf behind him.

Samuel Chalmers’s antique shelf was full of collectibles, but Scarlett’s gaze was fixed on a withered branch encased in a glass box in the corner of the shelf.

Blackened.

A thousand-year Thunderstruck Peach Wood.

It was her mentor’s branch!

At that moment, Scarlett forgot about the Golden Light. She pointed at the peach branch, her eyes blazing with a solemn intensity, and asked him,

“Where did this peach wood come from?”

Samuel Chalmers noticed the serious expression on her face and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Speaking of his collection,

Indeed, only that peach branch had a unique origin.

“A friend temporarily placed it here with me.”

Samuel Chalmers’s voice was calm, yet it made Scarlett’s eyes tremble as she asked,

“What friend? Male or female, how old, what’s their name? Do you have a photo?”

A rapid-fire series of questions filled with obvious urgency, as if she had forgotten that she had barely known him until now.

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Samuel Chalmers didn’t feel offended by her audacity, pausing briefly before saying,

“A woman, about my age. She didn’t mention her name.”

Samuel Chalmers added, “She left the item temporarily with me, saying someone would come to retrieve it for her.”

What he didn’t mention was that when she gave him the item, she chose a spot on the shelf so casually, where an ancient dagger used to be displayed.

She took his dagger and placed what looked like a piece of broken wood on top of it.

As someone with OCD, Samuel Chalmers couldn’t tolerate the presence of such an item in his study, occupying a place on his antique shelf.

But…

He couldn’t remove it.

The glass case remained immovable no matter how much he tried to shift it.

Eventually, he resigned himself to leaving the branch there, gradually getting used to its presence.

Samuel Chalmers thought to tell Scarlett Jennings that the item couldn’t be removed.

But before he could speak, Scarlett had already reached out.

Samuel Chalmers watched as the glass case—unmovable by him—was gently lifted by Scarlett’s hand.

Then, he saw her take the peach branch, efficiently and decisively, into her grasp.

Samuel Chalmers: …

Witnessing this, how could Samuel Chalmers not understand?

The person she mentioned who would retrieve it undoubtedly referred to the Scarlett Jennings now standing before him.

But how did the other person know that Scarlett would see this item in his study?

“What is that?” Samuel Chalmers knew perfectly well what it was. He had looked it up online.

Thunderstruck Peach Wood.

While rare, it wasn’t seen as having much collectible value.

But people from the Mystical Sect seemed to like it?

Scarlett Jennings responded,

“This is my mentor’s thousand-year Thunderstruck Wood.”

It was with her when she went missing.

It’s also what she said she would leave for her.

When Scarlett looked at Samuel Chalmers again, her eyes were full of skepticism and scrutiny.

What was her mentor’s relationship with Samuel Chalmers?

Why did she entrust this Thunderstruck Wood to his care?

And why did she ask her to retrieve it?

Could her mentor also see the Golden Light on Samuel?

Could her disappearance be related to Samuel Chalmers??

Thoughts tumbled wildly in Scarlett’s mind, and suddenly, as if realizing something, her eyes took on a subtle expression as she asked him,

“Besides this Thunderstruck Wood, did she leave anything else for you?”

Samuel shook his head, “No.”

Scarlett let out a sigh of relief, only to hear him continue,

“But before she left, she drew something on the palm of my hand that I still can’t wash off.”

As a person with OCD, this had tormented him for quite some time.

Scarlett’s brow twitched. She stepped forward quickly, not caring about much else, and directly grabbed his right hand, looking at the palm.

In the man’s large and broad palm was unmistakenly a red Peach Wood Mark.

Scarlett’s mouth twitched.

She silently clenched her left palm, for in her palm there was an identical Peach Wood Mark to the one the major figure had.

Her mentor had said that if one day she met someone with a mark identical to the one in her palm,

there should be no doubt, as the person would be the one she chose for her… fiancé.