The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 136: The Female Ghost’s Request for Help

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: The Female Ghost’s Request for Help

Scarlett Jennings had not made a point to follow the developments of the Garrison Family’s case. Instead, she picked a time to return to the Silva Family’s Shadow House.

This time, however, she brought the little spirit baby with her.

While she had previously sent off the five girls killed by Dashiell Xalvadora, the spirit baby’s weight was still insufficient. So, Scarlett decided to let it nurture itself in this Shadow House.

Although the Wealth Pillar’s remains had been removed, the house’s original design was based on a Shadow House, and the Shadow Energy accumulated over the years wouldn’t dissipate just because the remains were taken away.

In fact, with the Evil Qi from the remains cleared out, it became even more suitable for nurturing shadow.

Scarlett thus instructed the little spirit baby to come to this place every night to nurture itself and raise its weight early.

The little spirit baby didn’t sense Scarlett Jennings’ disdain for it. Like a tiny ginseng doll, it kicked around in the air, clearly enjoying the Shadow Energy in the Silva house.

While Scarlett allowed the little one to roam in the shadow-filled room, a silhouette suddenly appeared before her.

The newcomer sported long hair tied up and wore A-brand’s latest season suit. At first glance, she looked like a fashion model.

If one ignored the ghastly pale face and the intense Ghost Energy that was visible to the naked eye.

"What are you doing here?"

Scarlett Jennings raised her eyebrows, looking at the unmistakably Emma White’s dress on the woman, finding it an eyesore.

"After all the trouble to occupy that house, aren’t you afraid some other little ghost might take over while you’re gone?"

The woman before her was the ghost who had once tangled with Josiah Garrison in dreams, the girl pitied in Scarlett Jennings’ original story.

Glanne.

Glanne, when she died, was just 25, but her appearance seemed like a woman in her thirties. Despite her effort to dress up, she lacked the naive quality of a young ghost, nor was she as timid as she was in life, and she even exuded the confidence of a Big Ghost of fifty years.

"A little ghost is watching it for me. Besides, there are no Big Ghosts around better than me."

Glanne said, not forgetting to sway her body and then used a negotiating tone with Scarlett Jennings,

"Master Jennings, wouldn’t you say I’ve helped you this time?"

"You helped me?" Scarlett Jennings asked coolly.

Glanne instantly felt deflated but still barely maintained her Big Ghost demeanor,

"You know, the reason I didn’t act against the Garrison Family before was out of respect for you. This time, dealing with the Garrison people was to vent for you."

Otherwise, given her current cultivation, just making the Garrison people give up the villa wouldn’t have been so troublesome.

Not to mention during the show filming, she behaved herself and didn’t cause any trouble.

Wandering the mortal world for fifty years, she had long adapted to the times.

"So I had the Garrison Family give you the villa instead of introducing someone to take you out."

Scarlett Jennings spoke earnestly, Glanne was visibly stifled, her face slightly embarrassed.

"After living together for eighteen years, you’re so heartless."

When Scarlett was young, before she joined the Mystical Sect and couldn’t protect herself, she was bullied by Isolde Garrison. Yet, it was Glanne who secretly helped her.

Hearing this fifty-year-old ghost grumble, Scarlett Jennings couldn’t help but ask her,

"What do you want by finding me?"

She didn’t believe Glanne would just leave her newly acquired villa to chat.

Noticing Scarlett Jennings’ impatience, Glanne stopped hesitating and took out a photograph.

"It’s because of this, I wanted to ask your opinion on it."

Scarlett Jennings was puzzled. She took the photo to see a young man of about twenty-five to twenty-six, who, though decent-looking, had a face full of romantic debts.

When she looked at the back of the photo, the man’s name and birthdate were written there.

Scarlett Jennings was even more puzzled, cautiously guessing, "You...fancy this man? Want me to arrange a ghost marriage for you?"

As she spoke, she refused outright before Glanne could respond,

"This guy is still alive, and the living cannot marry the dead. Forget about it."

Upon hearing this, Glanne acted as if she’d been insulted, even stomping her foot.

"Who wants a ghost marriage?! Men would only get in the way of me reigning over the Ghost Realm! Someone else brought it to me!"

Glanne said, "It was a young girl. She sneakily ran outside the villa yesterday, burning incense and making offerings, crying about being deceived, and wanted me to help her. She also left this photo."

Scarlett Jennings: ...

Speechless couldn’t even begin to describe Scarlett Jennings’ mood now.

But it was indeed the first time she’d heard of such a thing.

She quickly deduced the reason.

"It’s probably because that show’s broadcast."

Glanne explained, "This girl heard that I could scare people in their dreams and came to me for help to teach that scumbag a lesson."

Glanne’s ghastly face showed signs of interest,

"I didn’t expect someone would actually come to me for this kind of help. Although I certainly can do it, I also remember you said ghosts shouldn’t act against the living indiscriminately, especially those with whom there is no causality...That’s why I came to you to ask for your opinion."

Glanne’s ghastly little face nearly inched to Scarlett Jennings, her eyes black and white, appearing rather eerie in the night.

Yet Scarlett Jennings remained unmoved.

"If you already know you shouldn’t act carelessly, why do you ask me?"

"It’s just that...that girl did sound pitiful." Glanne’s expression was stiff, but it was evident she was hesitating,

"She was deceived by that scumbag for love and money, yet she has no evidence. If she weren’t desperate, why would a girl come to me, a ghost, for help?"

People are always like this, afraid of everything, but when desperate, they hope for spirits and gods to manifest justice for them.

Glanne herself had been harmed by a scumbag all her life, so she couldn’t remain indifferent upon hearing such things.

But she also knew, the Mystical Sect had its rules.

Her story had aired online, undoubtedly drawing the attention of the relevant departments. If she caused a commotion now, she might end up captured by officials even before Master Jennings need recommend her.

Glanne had waited fifty years before ensuring that villa was rightfully hers. She didn’t want to be captured so soon.

After considering everything, she could only seek out Master Jennings’ opinion.

Scarlett could tell, this female ghost just wanted to meddle, but was afraid of facing consequences.

Claiming to ask her opinion.

In truth, she was seeking a way not to get caught by the Mystical Sect people for stirring trouble.

Scarlett Jennings was exasperated.

Did she look like someone who sided with ghosts?

She was pondering this when the little spirit baby, originally in the house, kicked its little legs and slowly "swam" to her side, then lightly landed on her shoulder, its big round eyes curiously darting between her and the lady ghost sister.

Scarlett Jennings: ...

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