The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 270 The Ruined Human Skin Doll

Chapter 270: Chapter 270 The Ruined Human Skin Doll

Wyatt and Elsa, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but praise, "Master Jennings was truly a good person!"

They knew that any ghostly sister who could get along with Master Jennings couldn’t just be some evil ghost occupying someone else’s house for no reason.

The couple both looked at Victor Quintero with an expression that said, "See, you misunderstood the ghostly sister."

Victor Quintero couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

Who would’ve thought that Scarlett Jennings was somehow involved in this?

Wasn’t she supposed to be on their Special Security Bureau’s side?

Yet she was helping a ghost evade risks!

Indeed, this was a sure-fire way to evade risks, whether by certifying the ghost cultivation or by signing the transfer document.

Moreover, the Garrison Family might have been forced to sign such a thing.

After all, for a ghost, forcing someone to transfer a villa without harming lives was all too easy.

However, even knowing this possibility, the Security Bureau wouldn’t easily deal with a certified ghost cultivator with pure ghost energy, especially when the situation was indeed special.

The higher-ups probably knew about this situation as well, which is why they just filed it away in insignificant records without urging anyone to handle it.

After confirming the situation, Victor Quintero didn’t want to do anything annoying, so he routinely reminded Guan Qingqing to focus on cultivation and not cause trouble, and to manage the little ghosts residing in her villa properly without causing trouble.

Hearing Victor Quintero’s warning, Elsa and her husband understood why the internet suggested sending children’s toys and such.

It turned out that there were more than just the ghostly sister in the villa.

Even knowing there were ghosts, Elsa didn’t feel the slightest sense of fear.

Maybe because she had witnessed human evil, the contrast made the kind ghosts more reassuring to her.

Thinking of the torment she endured for months and the redemption of that day, Elsa couldn’t help but look at Guan Qingqing, her eyes earnest and sincere,

"Miss, thank you."

Thank you for saving me.

Guan Qingqing had previously helped women hurt by scumbags, who would come afterward to bring gifts and express gratitude.

But because she didn’t want them to get too close and get tainted by shadow energy, she would generally listen from inside the villa as they spoke and left behind things.

This was the first time someone had looked into her eyes and sincerely thanked her.

This made her feel that what she did was meaningful and helped her find a long-lost sense of belonging in this mortal world.

"No need to thank me," she said softly.

After a pause, she looked at the hidden melancholy in Elsa’s eyes and suddenly said,

"Not everyone has the chance to escape a sea of bitterness and return to a proper path, now that you’re out, don’t look back."

Elsa’s eyes trembled lightly, and her eyelids suddenly reddened slightly.

Even though she had returned to her own body, the agony she once suffered lingered in her memory, unable to be erased, and what Elsa couldn’t accept most was that she was once forced to become someone else’s wife.

She felt disgusted, unable to let it go easily.

But the ghostly sister’s words in front of her sparked an urge to release the pain she had been suppressing.

Yes, compared to the sister in front of her, she was already lucky enough, at least she had the opportunity to be herself again.

As for the past, treat it as being bitten by a dog.

Why torment herself over such things?

Realizing this, the melancholy in Elsa’s heart seemed to disperse a bit.

Victor Quintero merely watched silently from the side, until both sides finished speaking, then called them back to the bureau.

Although the soul swap was successful, since the magic wasn’t lifted by the bureau, they had to take Elsa and Clara Harper back to the bureau for confirmation to ensure no problems would arise afterward.

Shortly after the three of them left, the security guards responsible for the villa district patrolled to this area.

"Recently, every day, people have been slipping in with things to make wishes. Our villa district security are always—"

"Today’s person said they’re a government staff, what could stop them? Let’s check, I heard they brought quite an amount. If the doorway is piled up again, we’ll have to call housekeeping to clean it up."

The two guards talked as they walked toward the Garrison Family’s villa, expecting to see the familiar scene of assorted snacks and delicacies piled up at the villa gate.

But in front of them, the Garrison Family’s villa gate was as tightly shut as ever, and it was clean outside, without a trace of anything previously placed.

The two guards looked at each other in confusion.

At that moment, a breeze blew by, and they both inexplicably felt a trace of coolness in the summer air.

...

On the other side, at the Jennings Family.

Azura Loomis walked out of the doll room and happened to see Donovan Jennings approaching; he was holding a phone, clearly giving some instructions to the person on the other end.

"...As fast as possible with the construction, but don’t make too much noise to affect the mountain. Also, ensure they’re paying attention to safety there..."

The assistant on the other end of the phone listened to these requests and felt a sense of despair, but could only jot it down quickly, saying, "No problem."

Azura Loomis stood in place, a gentle smile on her face, watching Donovan Jennings approach, softly calling him, "Brother Donovan."

Donovan’s peach blossom eyes swept over her without a change in expression; he just gave her a barely perceptible nod, and then continued talking as if nobody was there as he walked past her.

Azura Loomis’s smile stiffened slightly on her face, and not hearing any fluctuation in the system’s goodwill value made her feel somewhat irked as she raised her leg to head back to her room.

In the next second, she suddenly felt a pain in her cheek.

It was as if her skin was cracking inch by inch.

Azura Loomis’s pupils trembled, seemingly thinking of something, and she turned abruptly, quickly heading back to the doll room where she stored her dolls.

Upon entering, she saw that the pair of twin dolls originally placed on the doll shelf had somehow fallen to the floor.

And the lifelike mannequin faces on the dolls were cracking bit by bit until they revealed a scarlet inside.

As the dolls’ skin fell off inch by inch, Azura Loomis also felt a sensation on her skin like it was being torn apart.

"What’s happening, system?! Why does my face hurt so much?! What happened to these human skin dolls?"

Suppressing the urge to scream in pain, Azura Loomis held her face, her expression twisted in agony.

It was a good while before she heard the mechanical, emotionless voice of the system in her mind,

[Soul Swapping Technique has been neutralized, these two dolls are now useless.]

Azura Loomis’s pupils contracted.

The moment the system spoke the last words, she saw the two twin human skin dolls on the floor spontaneously combust.

Bluish flames engulfed the two dolls, turning them into ashes in an instant.

And as the flames rose, Azura Loomis similarly felt her skin burn as if it were on fire.

Clutching her face, she couldn’t hold back any longer, letting out an uncontrollable scream from her throat,

"Ahh!"

Azura Loomis’s scream suddenly reverberated through the villa, causing Donovan Jennings, who had walked away, to pause abruptly.

A second later, he seemed to hear an extremely light thudding sound, like a heavy object falling.

The sound seemed to come from the direction of Azura Loomis’s doll room.

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