The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 223: Who Doesn’t Want to Hug This Golden Thigh?

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Who Doesn’t Want to Hug This Golden Thigh?

Despite having a million curiosities in his heart, Lucas Jennings didn’t ask too many questions and directly instructed the driver, "Drive to the Chalmers Family’s place."

When the car stopped outside the Chalmers Family’s gate, Lucas was initially worried they wouldn’t be able to get in.

After all, with Samuel Chalmers’ obsessive-compulsive disorder, even an extra blade of grass in his own garden would make him give a cold face, let alone extra people coming and going.

Unexpectedly, when the Chalmers Family’s butler saw Scarlett Jennings, he smiled and invited them in without needing any notification.

Lucas was surprised, yet as he was about to follow, he heard Scarlett say, "You go back first."

After speaking, she went straight up to the second floor, looking as if she had returned to her own home.

Lucas couldn’t understand, clearly his sister had only returned to the Jennings Family for just over a month, when had she become so familiar with Brother Samuel?

Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Lucas didn’t heed Scarlett’s words and just went back.

Although his sister looked normal, her complexion wasn’t as rosy as usual, not to mention the fine sweat constantly oozing from her forehead.

He didn’t know what was wrong with her, but he couldn’t help worrying.

Ever since he was chased by strange silk threads in that abandoned school building and Scarlett suddenly descended from the sky to save him, he had acknowledged this sister in his heart.

It was also because he had seen how powerful she was that Lucas always felt she was invincible.

Although she was only four years older than him, she seemed like she didn’t need anyone to worry about anything.

Brother Donovan, too, had been excellent since childhood, not needing anyone to worry, but that was due to his own abilities and being the eldest grandson of the Jennings Family, he had enough ability and resources to handle everything.

But Scarlett...what did she have?

While squatting by the Chalmers Family’s doorstep lost in thought, Lucas suddenly saw a pair of feet stop in front of him.

Looking up, he saw Samuel Chalmers’ face that seemed divinely crafted yet so cold that it isolated all emotions.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up from the steps, obediently greeting, "Br-Brother Samuel."

In front of the Great Demon King, Lucas was still intimidated.

Samuel rarely acknowledged him with a hum, then stood on the spot, casting him a sidelong glance.

Only then did Lucas notice he was blocking the way and hurriedly stepped aside.

Samuel moved forward without looking back and entered the door.

Lucas watched him in that impeccably neat suit, glanced at the time, and only then did he belatedly realize.

The Great Demon King hadn’t been home just now, so who did his sister go upstairs to see?

Or did his sister come over and not find anyone, then call the person back?

Thinking of this possibility, Lucas couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

No way?

Since when did his sister become so formidable that even the Great Demon King could be beckoned back?

...

Samuel Chalmers naturally wasn’t summoned back by Scarlett Jennings.

Scarlett came to the Chalmers Family mainly to borrow the refined Spiritual Energy in Samuel’s study to deal with the Resentful Energy entangled in her palm.

This energy was very similar to the one attached to the infant spirit before; ordinary methods of removing it weren’t very effective. Her talisman could temporarily suppress the Resentful Energy from spreading but couldn’t eliminate the intense energy.

She could only come over and borrow a cheat.

Samuel had suddenly returned from work, noticing purple lightning flashing in the sky, and remembered Scarlett mentioned she’d brought back that Flood Dragon. Concerned she might have gotten into a fight and used a Thunder Talisman, he hurried back home from the office.

Upon entering, Samuel saw Scarlett sitting cross-legged with closed eyes in the center of the study’s carpet, surrounded by several pieces of Jade, like she had set up an array for herself.

Getting closer, he found her brow slightly furrowed, and she didn’t look as well as usual.

As Samuel approached, Scarlett opened her eyes, glanced at him once but showed no sign of getting up.

"Sorry, I might need to use your study for a bit to handle some issues."

Samuel looked at her, his voice deep, "Are you hurt?"

Scarlett slightly lowered her gaze, looking at the Resentful Energy still lingering in her hand, feeling a bit inexplicably annoyed, though her voice was calm, "Just a minor issue, it’ll be okay soon."

She originally thought Samuel was just returning to the study to fetch something, as, under normal circumstances, he should be busy at the company.

She didn’t think much of it, focusing instead on mobilizing the Spiritual Energy in the room. The next second, however, she felt a delicate thread of Spiritual Energy rushing towards her.

Scarlett lifted her gaze and saw Samuel had somehow knelt down before her. The dazzling Golden Light was so bright that she once again felt like she was being flashed.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Previously, Samuel hadn’t even considered offering help to others.

But no matter how much he didn’t want to admit it, he always found her somewhat special compared to others.

Whether it was allowing her free access to his study, inviting her to stay for meals, or letting her sleep on his sofa.

These were things that had never occurred before.

But thinking that this person was his nominal "fiancée," it felt like all of these were naturally justified.

With that thought, it didn’t seem odd to offer help.

After all, he did owe her some favors.

Scarlett was momentarily taken aback by Samuel’s words. She steadied herself and barely discerned his dark, lacquer-like eyes through the brilliant Golden Light.

Deep black pupils, devoid of any brilliance, seemed earnestly to extend an invitation, making it difficult to refuse.

Scarlett found it hard to refuse, too.

Remembering how the Resentful Energy dissipated after he captured the infant spirit, Scarlett looked at him for a moment before extending the hand gripping the Jade Talisman.

"Then...could you hold my hand?"

Scarlett asked cautiously.

The reason she hadn’t initially asked for his help was that she knew this big shot had a touch of obsessive-compulsive disorder and germaphobia.

Using the study was one thing, but actively asking for physical contact made Scarlett feel she was being a bit excessive.

So she hadn’t broached the topic.

But now he had voluntarily offered to help, making it a different story.

After all, it wasn’t like she was clinging to him to take advantage.

Scarlett initially thought Samuel would refuse upon hearing her request, or perhaps frown in resistance for a moment.

But unexpectedly, as the words just left her lips, a slightly cool large hand gently covered hers.

The long fingers curled up as requested, holding her hand lightly.

"Like this?"

The two low, casual words made her fingers tremble slightly, followed by a wave of warmth, spreading slowly from her fingertips. Even her palm, buffeted by the Resentful Energy, turned soft and warm, no longer feeling uncomfortable.

She looked down and saw that the Resentful Energy she had struggled to dissipate using Spiritual Power had completely vanished.

Scarlett’s almond eyes subtly quivered.

At this moment, she truly, fully understood why Dashiell was persistently clinging, insisting on having the big shot be his destined person.

If it were her, she would want to cling, too.

The Golden Light that could ward off all worldly evil, the golden thigh favored and protected by the Heavenly Dao...

Just being there was already a silent temptation.

Who wouldn’t want to hold on?

Seeing her silent, Samuel thought it wasn’t right, so he gently tightened his grip on her hand.

Although he didn’t know how this helped, since she had said so, there must be a reason.

As Scarlett realized it and was about to indicate she was fine, a familiar yet slightly eerie male voice suddenly came from the study’s doorway.

That voice was ghostly, with a hint of chill, asking,

"Samuel Chalmers, what do you think you’re doing holding my sister’s hand?"

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