The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 227 Divine Dragon, Help Me Protect Someone

Chapter 227: Chapter 227 Divine Dragon, Help Me Protect Someone

Ismeria Jennings instinctively looked up, but Scarlett Jennings had already withdrawn her hand.

"You have to listen to adults, but don’t listen to everything they say. Learn to judge right from wrong for yourself."

Scarlett’s voice was calm. Ismeria looked at her, her expression somewhat puzzled, as if she understood but also did not.

Scarlett didn’t care whether she understood or not and turned around to call the little fox to come and play.

However, as soon as she took a step, someone suddenly tugged at her dress from behind.

Ismeria looked up, her expression a bit aggrieved and dissatisfied,

"Do you, do you dislike me?"

Scarlett didn’t know where she got this idea, but looking at the little girl in front of her, she didn’t deny it outright and after a moment, lightly questioned back,

"Weren’t you the one who disliked me first?"

Ismeria was stunned, recalling something, her face flushed,

"How—how can you hold a grudge?! I already apologized to you!"

Previously, because she refused to give up her room to her, she indeed cried and shouted that she disliked her and even told her to get out of her house.

But later, her grandpa and uncle forced her to apologize to her.

"Oh," Scarlett replied, without saying anything more.

Ismeria couldn’t help stomping her foot, tugging at her dress again,

"Then, then I won’t dislike you in the future, and you aren’t allowed to dislike me either!"

Her tone carried a bit of spoiled arrogance, but her eyes looked at her eagerly, as if asking, "Is that okay?"

Scarlett looked at the little girl in front of her, and after a moment, reluctantly nodded.

...

Scarlett played with the three children for more than half an hour, while the two families in the living room had almost driven Odessa to the edge.

Fortunately, just when she was about to reach her limit, both sides finally said their goodbyes.

They weren’t people with free time, they had come because of Scarlett.

Now that their purpose was achieved, they left.

Odessa finally managed to see them off, and when she turned around, she found her daughter eagerly following Scarlett.

That little following appearance made her look like another Lucas Jennings.

She felt her vision darkening.

But that wasn’t all.

That night, Old Sir Jiang, having learned that Odessa was privately badmouthing Scarlett to the children, secretly reprimanded her and Michael Jennings together.

Michael Jennings had been busy with the entertainment company recently and was inexplicably scolded upon finally returning home, which led to a bout of complaints directed at her in their room.

Odessa was so angry she almost went crazy. Neither her husband nor daughter was on her side, so she wanted to vent her grievances to her only son, Adam Jennings.

Adam always didn’t get along with Scarlett, surely he would take her side.

But unexpectedly, Adam frowned and expressed displeasure after hearing about it, saying,

"Mom, I’ve been trying to get Scarlett to help me contact that mentor Grant for assistance. She’s finally close to agreeing, but with this uproar, she’s bound to ignore me again. Why did you provoke her?"

Listening to her son’s implied reprimand, Odessa was utterly incredulous.

Could such words really come out of her son’s mouth?!

How could her perfectly good children suddenly turn against her?!

...

Scarlett didn’t pay attention to the matters on the second family’s side; instead, she focused on online news due to Derek Gibney and his wife’s visit.

Online discussions continued to circle around Finnian Flynn’s mental health evaluation.

The origin was a netizen capturing Finnian covered in blood, being taken to the hospital by police for treatment.

A reporter arrived and learned that Finnian had been hospitalized due to self-harm, and everyone held the same thought, that is—

["He’s finished, so he’s really a lunatic, even starting to self-harm."]

However, before the police could take action regarding Finnian’s behavior, a coalition of prominent Sea City families, led by the Gibney Family, filed a joint lawsuit against Finnian,

And they even invited renowned domestic and international mental health experts and lawyers who specialize in handling mental illness injury cases.

The onlooking netizens were beyond excited.

It was the first time they found the crushing power of capital so satisfying.

Scarlett had foreseen this development and was not surprised. She checked the time and sent a message to Samuel Chalmers to inquire about Dashiell.

After all, this was Dashiell’s first day staying with the Chalmers Family.

In case the big shot felt uncomfortable, she could use the next few days to make new arrangements.

Surprisingly, Samuel Chalmers responded very calmly.

[Samuel Chalmers: Everything is fine. He is very well-behaved.]

Seeing that, Scarlett felt somewhat relieved. After giving a few more instructions, she put down her phone to focus on her tasks.

Meanwhile, at the Chalmers Family.

Samuel Chalmers put down his phone and looked at Dashiell, who was obediently standing in front, watching him.

Though he had just moved in today, Dashiell had been meticulously groomed by the butler, with no signs of dirt or mismatched clothing colors.

Samuel was relatively satisfied, so he asked, "Do you know why you were allowed to stay with the Chalmers Family?"

Dashiell’s eyes lit up when he finally got some attention and replied without hesitation,

"I am a good Flood Dragon! If you take care of me, I will repay you when I transform into a dragon!"

Samuel remained unmoved, his expression cold, simply stating,

"I can take care of you and be your destined person to help you transform into a dragon, but I have conditions."

Samuel said,

"While living with the Chalmers Family, you must obey my commands, but I won’t make you do anything detrimental to your cultivation.

If you successfully transform into a dragon in the future, you must also agree to do something for me; I’ll tell you what it is when the time comes."

Hearing that he had to obey commands, Dashiell’s beautiful face showed a bit of conflict.

Ultimately, he couldn’t resist the allure of Samuel’s merit and nodded in agreement,

"No problem!"

As for promising to do one thing, Dashiell found it quite reasonable. If he became a dragon, he definitely would want to repay the kindness.

Thinking about those folk tales where humans made wishes to Divine Dragons, the minimum was at least three wishes.

Samuel was only asking for one thing, which wasn’t greedy at all!

"Sure! I agree!"

He wasn’t worried about not being able to fulfill it; after all, when the time came, he would have transformed into a dragon.

What could the Divine Dragon not do?

Nothing, absolutely nothing!!

Seeing him agree, Samuel continued,

"While staying with the Chalmers Family, I need you to tell me about matters concerning the Mystical Sect, and, within your capability, help protect someone for me."

Dashiell felt disgruntled when he heard he had to protect someone, "Who?"

He was only here because of Samuel; he wouldn’t go elsewhere if told to.

Samuel calmly spoke the familiar name,

"Scarlett Jennings."

Hearing the name, Dashiell thought he misheard, and was stunned, "Who?"

"Scarlett Jennings," Samuel repeated.

Confirming it was indeed the Scarlett Jennings he knew, Dashiell looked at him incredulously,

"Are you sure? She seems even more formidable than I am."

She dared to use the Thunder Talisman on the Flood Dragon!

Hearing this, Samuel’s eyes deepened, with a wave in the depths of his gaze, and after a moment, he spoke with a deep voice,

"No matter how formidable, she’s still just a person."

If he hadn’t seen her yesterday, it would never occur to Samuel that she might also encounter danger.

He didn’t understand matters of the Mystical Sect or know what troubles she might face in the future.

But he strongly disliked that feeling of ignorance and powerlessness.

That was why he intended to keep Dashiell.

Since he couldn’t help her, he would find someone who could, to protect her.