The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 377: Relatives Who Fail

Michael Jennings’s tone wasn’t particularly harsh, but his urgency was unmistakable.

Blaise Jennings and his wife, though silent, had the same anxious look in their eyes when they glanced at Scarlett Jennings.

After all, trapped in the doll were both their mother and their son.

Plus, Azura Loomis had previously warned that if the souls weren’t swapped back within seven days, they might never return.

Counting carefully, this was already the fifth day.

Of course they were worried.

Scarlett Jennings was just about to speak when Donovan Jennings suddenly pulled her aside. Then, turning to the others, he said calmly,

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, I understand everyone’s urgency in wanting them swapped back. I’m anxious too. But my sister used up too much energy yesterday fighting Azura Loomis and that Wicked God...

She spent the entire day keeping an eye on Samuel Chalmers without rest and hasn’t had a proper chance to recover yet. Her spiritual power hasn’t restored either. Even if she wanted to exchange Grandma and Chase back, it simply isn’t possible at the moment." freewēbnoveℓ.com

His tone was mild, yet his words carried an unyielding meaning.

His sister needed rest and wouldn’t be able to swap them back anytime soon.

As he spoke, he didn’t forget to glance at Scarlett Jennings.

Scarlett Jennings caught his signal and played along smoothly,

"Mm, I... can’t use my spiritual power right now. I’ll need some more time."

In truth, she didn’t need more time. After spending a day and a night by Samuel Chalmers’s side, her spiritual power had already recovered.

But she had no intention of swapping them back right away.

Simply put, she didn’t want to.

Even if Donovan hadn’t spoken up, she would have outright found an excuse to refuse.

Michael Jennings frowned deeply upon hearing her words.

"More time? How can this wait?"

Both Grandma and Chase’s souls were trapped inside that doll!

Donovan Jennings looked at Michael Jennings, his peach blossom eyes lightly arched, his entire demeanor exuding warmth—acting like an understanding junior—yet his words conveyed undeniable authority.

"Didn’t we just say it? As long as the swap happens within seven days, it’ll be fine. Today is only the fifth day; we still have two days left," he said, pausing briefly before continuing, "If Second Uncle is truly anxious, you can also invite other masters over to help. There’s no need to rely solely on Scarlett for everything, considering she’s the youngest in this family apart from Lucas and Ismeria."

In an instant, his words shut down everyone who had thought about persuading her further.

Indeed.

It wasn’t just her junior status in terms of generation—even by age, she was only eighteen this year.

After being tormented by the Garrison Family for so many years, she had barely returned, only to exhaust herself over Azura Loomis.

And as elders, they couldn’t contribute anything; they only knew how to pressure her to clean up disasters...

Blaise Jennings felt a twinge of guilt. This time, with the Azura Loomis incident, Old Sir Jennings and Michael, and even Donovan, were all aware but hadn’t informed them. Perhaps because they believed Blaise and the others were untrustworthy, incapable, and prone to manipulation by Azura Loomis?

Just like Chase. If they hadn’t allowed Chase’s prolonged association with Azura, even after suspecting her motives, Chase wouldn’t have ended up in this mess.

While ninety percent of the blame lay with Chase himself, as his parents, they should at least take on the remaining ten percent of responsibility.

Still, if this situation could teach Chase a harsh lesson, it might not be altogether bad.

After all, there was no way Scarlett would truly ignore Grandma and Chase, was there?

At this thought, Blaise Jennings calmed his mind and refrained from joining Michael Jennings in pressuring Scarlett further.

Michael Jennings didn’t think as deeply as Blaise.

He understood Donovan’s point and knew that Scarlett had exerted considerable effort in this event.

But ultimately, she was a member of the Jennings Family. And given her extraordinary abilities, wasn’t it only fitting for her to contribute to the family?

It wasn’t that he didn’t care about her health—he did—but he was far more concerned about Grandma and his nephew.

Standing under Donovan’s gaze, Michael Jennings was about to continue persuading when Old Sir Jennings spoke at just the right moment, saying,

"Donovan is correct. There are still two days left. Why the rush? Stay calm. Besides, they spoiled those ungrateful brats themselves. Whatever consequences arise, they should bear them. As for Scarlett, let her rest properly. No one is to disturb her."

After a pause, he added, "If it really doesn’t work, I’ll personally request the Special Security Bureau to step in."

Thanks to Scarlett’s involvement, their family had now established connections with the Special Security Bureau. Spending some favors and resources would surely provide a solution.

Ultimately, the reason they were pressuring Scarlett was simply because she was "one of their own." Being "one of their own" meant they didn’t need to exert extra effort to find alternative solutions.

All it took was a word from her.

With Old Sir Jennings’s decision made, Michael Jennings couldn’t insist further.

Donovan Jennings briefly exchanged pleasantries with the elders before taking Scarlett upstairs.

After escorting her into her room and urging her to rest well, he was just about to leave when Scarlett suddenly called out,

"Donovan."

He turned back to find her gazing at him with calm eyes as she softly said,

"Actually, when Second Uncle asked me earlier, I had no intention of agreeing right away."

Scarlett wasn’t the type to selflessly give everything for others.

Nor did she enjoy putting herself in difficult situations.

Grandma and Chase didn’t like her.

She knew that.

She didn’t like them either.

When she first learned about Azura Loomis targeting them, she didn’t rush to save them. Even if she swapped them back now in a hurry, they wouldn’t necessarily appreciate her effort.

Given that, why bother rushing?

To her, being trapped for five days or seven days made no real difference.

The only thing that made her uncomfortable was Donovan stepping in to speak for her.

She could have refused on her own.

Donovan clearly understood her sentiments, but this matter worked the same way as when they discovered Grandma had been forcibly possessed, yet chose not to rescue her immediately.

Some words he could say.

But she couldn’t.

Saying them would give others ammunition to criticize her.

They’d claim her hesitation stemmed from resentment over how Grandma and Chase had treated her before.

And even if that were true, Donovan wouldn’t tolerate anyone uttering a single bad word about her.

Even a reproachful look would be unacceptable.

His sister deserved nothing but love and adoration from everyone.

Her sacrifices warranted respect and gratitude from all.

If they couldn’t do that, it only proved how terribly wrong they were.

Wasn’t the Azura Loomis incident itself the clearest proof of their failings?

Especially Grandma—she had failed spectacularly as a grandmother in her treatment of Scarlett.

Donovan wouldn’t allow Scarlett to struggle over someone who had failed her so completely.

What’s more, he had another concern.

The things Azura Loomis had said yesterday troubled him deeply.

He couldn’t be certain whether Grandma, trapped in the doll, had taken those words to heart and believed Scarlett had intentionally let her and Chase suffer.

Once the two were exchanged back, their attitude toward Scarlett might determine how Donovan treated them in the future.

He needed to think carefully about it.