The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 131 "She" Refuses

Chapter 131: Chapter 131 "She" Refuses

The moment she realized what it was, Emma White’s face went deathly pale. Facing the camera, her face had already lost its previous elegance and beauty, becoming terrified and distorted.

Her sudden reaction also made the audience in the livestream feel a chill up their spines.

Here it was again,

here it was again.

Her expression now was exactly like Dashiell Xalvadora’s yesterday before the livestream screen disappeared, when he was strangled by five girls.

The program team, along with Josiah and Isolde Garrison, were obviously startled by this sudden change.

Especially Josiah, who had truly experienced the feeling of having that hand covering his mouth beforehand.

Almost instinctively, he thought of a solution.

"The Jade Token! Isolde, quickly give the Jade Pendant to Mom!"

Back in the room, wasn’t it the Jade Token on Timothy Garrison that scared the female ghost away?

Emma White heard "Jade Token," and suddenly, as if she remembered something, she looked anxiously and expectantly at Isolde, who wasn’t far away. Emma instinctively reached out to her daughter.

Unexpectedly, Isolde’s first reaction upon seeing her mother’s outstretched hand wasn’t to take out the Jade Token to save her, but to instinctively push her wheelchair back to dodge.

Emma was stunned, the suffocating feeling in her neck and the dull pain in her chest almost blending into one.

She looked at her cherished daughter in disbelief.

Isolde seemed to realize that her sudden reaction was overly cold, especially right in front of the camera.

She gritted her teeth as if finally reacting, and suddenly reached a hand towards the Jade Token on her neck.

However, before she could remove the Jade Token, Sebastian Carew had already thrown his Life-saving Bag at Emma.

He couldn’t see what was beside Emma, but since Evander Simpson mentioned yesterday that the Talisman in the Brocade Bag was a rare Spirit Talisman, he thought it might help the other party.

Even though this Mrs. Garrison seemed a bit sharp and harsh, his upbringing didn’t allow him to ignore someone being harmed right in front of him.

And just as the Brocade Bag landed on Emma, she, who was previously unable to breathe with her neck clenched, seemed to break free from the restraint. Her body immediately went limp, collapsing to the ground, gasping for air as if narrowly escaping death.

Realizing what had saved her, Emma hastily picked up the Brocade Bag from the ground, holding it to her chest with a look of alarm, glancing around with nervous unease.

"Mom!" Josiah was the first to run over and help her up, even though he was angry about her previous favoritism, she was still his own mother.

Isolde was a step slower but still approached anxiously and nervously in her wheelchair.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Her voice choked, tears welling up in her eyes as she held Emma’s hand.

Emma instinctively avoided her reaching hand.

Having narrowly escaped death, when she saw Isolde’s worried expression, she subconsciously remembered her daughter’s action of dodging backward.

Even though she kept telling herself that Isolde was just scared, she couldn’t help but feel a tiny thorn in her heart.

"I’m... I’m fine," Emma said hoarsely, but she didn’t say anything more.

In the past, she might have turned around and comforted Isolde, afraid that her situation had scared her daughter earlier.

But now, she really didn’t have the energy to comfort.

Isolde acutely noticed the subtle change in Emma’s attitude, her hand gripping the wheelchair handle tightened again, grinding her teeth with some regret.

The program group hadn’t expected that recording a supplemental help-seeking case would encounter the real deal. While they were scared, they were more concerned that the program would be banned again for promoting feudal superstition.

Fortunately, everything was normal in the livestream room, and there wasn’t any warning messages or alerts received.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But obviously, the matter wasn’t over yet.

Scarlett Jennings observed the situation by Emma from start to finish, yet stood still, without any intention to move.

Instead, she looked at Emma with lingering fear, giving a cold reminder,

"If I were you, in a situation without self-preservation abilities, I’d tuck my tail and not stir up any trouble."

After all, others aren’t as easygoing as she is.

Scarlett didn’t say this last part, but even if she had, at that moment, Emma wouldn’t dare to say a word more.

She truly hadn’t thought anything would happen.

After all, although her son had been troubled for a while, he ultimately just couldn’t sleep well and hadn’t really suffered any significant harm.

Moreover, with Scarlett’s words about the poor girl, Emma subconsciously felt it wasn’t a big deal.

Until she personally experienced the feeling of those cold, stiff fingers wrapped around her neck, Emma realized truthfully.

This wasn’t an existence easily provoked.

Emma, for once, dared not make a sound in retaliation. Seeing her cowering appearance, Josiah couldn’t help feeling a bit soft-hearted and worried.

Despite this, deep down, he still couldn’t make a firm decision.

Recalling the ghost in Scarlett’s story, Josiah understood why it wanted the villa.

However, just giving it away meant losing nearly billions in assets, which their family couldn’t easily accept.

Josiah looked at Scarlett again, remembering that when she stayed at their house, the ghost hadn’t acted up, suggesting it was wary of Scarlett.

With a second option available, Josiah was naturally reluctant to obediently comply. He tried negotiating with Scarlett,

"Scarlett, my mom knows she was wrong. Since there’s no irreconcilable grudge between our family and her... could you... could you help me negotiate with her, not to take the villa? I’ll buy her another piece of land..."

Scarlett raised an eyebrow but didn’t immediately answer Josiah. Instead, her gaze shifted to another spot.

Everyone’s eyes, including the program team’s cameras, instinctively followed her line of sight.

On the empty wall in the living room, a bold red stroke appeared out of nowhere.

What made everyone’s scalp tingle was that although there was no one there, stroke by stroke, the bright red slowly took shape.

It was as if someone was standing there, writing it out step by step with a finger.

They all knew who it was.

But no one dared to say it aloud.

Even Josiah instinctively held his breath.

Until the words on the wall finally formed, crooked and glaringly blood red, with just two words—

No way.

No need for Scarlett to mediate, "she" refused the proposal herself.

In other words, Scarlett intervening wouldn’t help.

Josiah’s breath caught for several seconds, watching those blood-red letters, his heart pounding wildly.

Scarlett, however, shrugged her shoulders, casually stating,

"You see, she said ’no way.’"

Her expression said, "It’s not that I’m unwilling to help, but they’re not agreeing."

Hmm...

If her face wasn’t so nonchalant, they almost might have believed her.

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