The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 647

Chapter 647: Chapter 647: The Banquet and Ancestral Rites

The golden light of Samuel Chalmers was restored.

The moment Scarlett Jennings realized this, she couldn’t care less about their current closeness and suddenly broke free from Samuel’s embrace.

She even took a step back to carefully observe the changes in the golden light on him.

Samuel: ...

Scarlett stared intently at the Samuel before her.

Although the golden light wasn’t as powerful as before, it had indeed recovered significantly.

The most direct evidence was that she once again found it a bit difficult to clearly see his face.

"So, am I the key to the recovery?"

Scarlett didn’t think Samuel would mention any experiment without reason; there had to be signs.

Quickly, she remembered the scene from when his golden light first diminished.

Back then, it seemed to be the same as now.

He suddenly embraced her, and then the golden light slightly intensified.

At that time, she didn’t think much about it, but now she couldn’t help but think more.

Seeing her focused on the changes in the golden light, Samuel inwardly felt helpless, speaking in a calm, steady voice,

"Maybe it’s also because of this marriage contract."

He spoke while opening his palm, revealing an exceptionally vivid red on the Peach Wood Mark there.

Scarlett followed with her own hand, the red in her palm resembling his.

If that’s the case, she might understand now.

The marriage contract inherently has the power to bond two people, not to mention the contract represented by the Peach Wood Mark drawn with thousand-year peach essence.

She had previously wondered if her ability to extract golden light from Samuel was also partly due to this Peach Wood Mark.

Now it seemed that not only could she "replenish" her spiritual power from him,

but he could too.

With this thought, Scarlett inexplicably felt a bit more at ease.

Though she wasn’t clear on the "principle" behind it, she was happy that she could help him.

It turned out that she wasn’t just "taking" golden light from him.

She could also help him recover, just as he had helped her.

How wonderful.

Soon, Scarlett remembered her previous comment about taking him on missions to share merits, muttering softly,

"Had I known that a hug could restore it, I wouldn’t have needed such a troublesome method before."

Upon hearing this, Samuel raised an eyebrow slightly, his dark eyes suddenly locking onto hers.

"So, you don’t mind?"

Scarlett was puzzled, about to ask why she would mind, when she suddenly met Samuel’s deep eyes, concealed by the golden light, resembling a deep pool.

His eyes were intensely dark, and when he focused on you, it was as if they could draw you into their swirling depths.

Just like now.

Scarlett had no doubt that if she said she didn’t mind, he would approach her again.

The previously calm and undisturbed feelings inexplicably rippled with a subtle wave.

Scarlett directly met his gaze.

She said nothing, opting to express her answer through action.

For the first time,

proactively,

she embraced him.

Just like he had once done for her.

Samuel seemed unprepared, his body slightly stiffening.

In just a moment, the golden light around them gradually spread, enveloping the two together.

...

The next day, when everyone boarded the private jet, Stella Gibson looked at Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalmers sitting side by side, her doll-like face revealing obvious curiosity.

"I somehow feel that something’s different between you two after just one night?"

Scarlett remained composed as she calmly met her gaze,

By spreading the news early, any further ideas from the Security Bureau would be a bit more constrained.

...

The plane soon landed at Capital Airport.

Stella called over Greta, who was watching cartoons with Olivia Xalvadora in the back seat, took a deep breath, and straightened up as she stood.

"Greta, just stick with me, don’t run around, and don’t be afraid."

Greta looked at her confused, not knowing what to be afraid of, but still nodded.

Stay close, don’t run, don’t be afraid.

Seeing her nervousness, Scarlett reassured her,

"Don’t worry."

In case of any unexpected events, that Lord Simon should be on their side.

Yes...

To be precise, he was on Samuel’s side.

But the difference was negligible.

Seeing Scarlett so calm, Stella’s heart steadied, feeling somewhat relieved.

However, when she stepped out onto the tarmac with Greta, seeing the scene outside, her previously calmed heart suddenly leaped back up.

She even felt her entire body tense up in place.

On the tarmac outside the cabin, precisely lined up were eight modified military off-road vehicles.

In front of the vehicles stood a dozen field agents in Security Bureau uniforms.

They stood solemnly, their expressions austere and stern.

Their stance didn’t look like they were there to pick someone up.

More like they were there to...

escort a prisoner.

Stella: ...

What should I do? I just want to go home now.