The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 468 Welcome Back, Liora Gold

Chapter 468: Chapter 468 Welcome Back, Liora Gold

The butler’s champagne, candle, and rose petals were ultimately unused.

Scarlett Jennings was directly arranged to stay in the guest room.

After carefully tidying herself up and bandaging the wound on her hand, Scarlett cautiously took out the charred Liora Gold.

The little paperman was just like before, as if a torn piece of paper.

On it, apart from the lingering trace of Resentful Aura, not a trace of Spiritual Power remained.

Araminta Gold had somehow come over, jumping to Liora’s side, seemingly puzzled, it tilted its head, then leaned forward to lift up the charred Liora, shaking it.

Seeing the charred little paperman unresponsive, it shook it again.

Scarlett watched the two little papermen before her, her eyes narrowed, her chest inexplicably tight.

After a long while, she reached out to pick up Araminta, speaking softly,

"I will save it."

This statement seemed to be directed at Araminta, but also at herself.

Placing Araminta aside, Scarlett kept silent, only taking out her Vermillion brush, swiftly sketching a mini-array on the table.

Placing the little paperman in the center of the array, Scarlett began sealing, soon the Resentful Aura on the paperman was cleansed.

The little paperman restored to its original yellow paper appearance.

Scarlett quickly changed her hand gestures, sending the newly replenished Spiritual Power into the array.

One second,

Two seconds,

Three seconds.

However, the paperman in the array remained unresponsive.

Scarlett gritted her teeth, sending more Spiritual Power.

The paperman still lay quietly, unmoving.

Unwilling to give up, Scarlett continued her actions.

She could certainly make a new paperman.

If she wished, the newly crafted paperman would also be lively and cute.

But that wouldn’t be Liora.

It wouldn’t be the same, emphasizing left-right symmetry when fanning someone.

Nor would it rush out, trying to shield her from harm, when she might encounter danger.

For the first time, Scarlett felt an emotional connection to something she created.

She didn’t want any substitute.

Trying various methods, yet the little Spiritual Power barely replenished from Samuel Chalmers couldn’t withstand the consumption, Scarlett soon felt the fatigue of Spiritual Power depletion.

Still gritting her teeth to continue, she noticed Samuel had walked in unknowingly.

He reached out, gently touching her hand.

Without speaking, the Golden Light on his body began to flow towards Scarlett’s hand as if sensing her need.

Scarlett’s eyes trembled slightly, clearly feeling the Spiritual Power around her gradually becoming fuller.

With a sense of support, Scarlett confidently used every repair method she knew.

Watching the paperman surrounded by a flowing Spiritual Power once more.

Scarlett’s eyes lit up slightly, looking down, only to see the paperman, despite regaining the flow of Spiritual Power, still unmoving.

Araminta tilted its head nearby, seemingly puzzled.

Why isn’t it moving?

Scarlett’s gaze slightly condensed, suddenly recalling something, she abruptly turned to look at Samuel.

She remembered when the Golden Light paperman gained spiritual wisdom, it was due to Samuel’s Golden Light.

So now, perhaps it’s the same?

Thinking this, she reached out, suddenly pulling Samuel’s hand.

Then in his slightly surprised gaze, she held his hand, with their fingers overlapping, guiding his index finger to gently point at Liora.

Scarlett only saw a hint of Golden Light through her and Samuel’s fingertips, directly entering the paperman.

The next moment, the little paperman moved.

Scarlett froze, holding Samuel’s hand a bit tighter.

The two stayed in their hand-holding posture, quietly watching the paperman in the array shakily rise.

Araminta whooshed to its side, the two papermen seemed to exchange a glance, and the next moment, hand in hand, began their familiar spinning dance.

Liora, restored to life, seemed somewhat excited, performing another set of familiar paperman dance in front of Scarlett and Samuel with Araminta.

Still lively, just like the first time, moving in sync.

Finally, Liora released Araminta, wobbling, flying to Scarlett’s shoulder, walking to her neck side, hugging her neck with both hands, with little short feet, straining to press its head against her chin, then snuggling.

Scarlett couldn’t help but smile.

For the first time, she laughed brightly and joyfully.

She let the paperman hug her and snuggle against her chin.

Only reaching out, poking it, poking it again.

Joy, needing no words.

Welcome back, Liora.

...

Over there, Araminta watched eagerly before suddenly turning its little body towards Samuel, opening its arms to him, tilting its head, signaling it also wanted to snuggle.

Samuel: ...

He chose to ignore it.

Having resolved Liora’s issue, Scarlett visibly relaxed, finally looking towards Samuel.

She asked the question she had wanted to all night.

"Samuel Chalmers."

She watched him, her almond eyes clear and serious, "Why did you suddenly appear in the Ghost Realm tonight?"

At that time, although deeply trapped in the Mirage Realm, she vaguely remembered Samuel tearing open the Ghost Realm and appearing before her.

Even possessing Merit Golden Light, tearing open the Ghost Realm by hand is something ordinary people cannot do.

Moreover, how did he know the location of the Ghost Realm?

Scarlett had all sorts of speculations but couldn’t find the answer.

If anything, perhaps after Samuel shielded her from the Fire Thunder, the feeling he gave her seemed to have changed a little.

Yet, what kind of change exactly, she couldn’t say.

Samuel watched her, surrounded by Golden Light which concealed most of his expressions, but still barely revealed his profound deep black eyes.

Calm, without a ripple.

Suddenly, he opened his palm to her,

Scarlett looked down and saw in his palm, an increasingly vivid Peach Wood Mark since they first met.

Suddenly feeling somewhat guilty, she instinctively clenched her palm.

Just hearing Samuel’s emotionless voice, which said,

"I don’t know why either, but the mark on my palm suddenly sensed something, and following that sense, I found the place."

His expression was normal, his tone devoid of any emotion,

"Then it felt like touching something akin to a barrier that surrounded me, but people nearby seemed unaware, so with a probing mind, I tore that barrier open, and then, I saw you."

Scarlett didn’t expect the truth to be so simple and direct.

"Just like that??"

"Just like that."

Listening to Samuel’s indifferent tone, Scarlett was unsure if she was overthinking, given the many secrets surrounding Samuel’s Golden Light.

Just the matter of bestowing spiritual wisdom to papermen, she hadn’t yet figured out.

The power of Golden Light is so mysterious and powerful, that by its strength, tearing apart a Ghost Realm handily seems... somewhat acceptable?

But...

He said the Peach Wood Mark gave him a sense.

The master never mentioned, that the Peach Wood Mark had such a function!

Scarlett pondered, just hearing Samuel speak again,

"Speaking of which, I’d like to ask you too."

He casually flipped his palm, his long and distinct fingers bathed in a faint layer of Golden Light, making his hand incredibly appealing.

Samuel looked at the mark in his palm, his voice deep and casual, yet seemed to carry some profound meaning,

"Back then you told me, it was a Protective Mark for peace, so why... when you’re hurt, can I, through the mark, sense you?"

Scarlett’s heart suddenly sank.

Who can understand?

Months apart,

The boomerang of memory suddenly flew back and pierced her.

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