The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 379: The Younger Brother Doesn’t Despise the Elder for Being Foolish

Chapter 379: Chapter 379: The Younger Brother Doesn’t Despise the Elder for Being Foolish

"Ever since my sister returned to this family, none of you have cared much about her. Especially you, brother—you even hired people to smear her. That was seriously over the line."

Lucas Jennings poked the doll version of Chase Jennings on the head, his teenage face deliberately firm and righteous.

Doll Chase: ...

Is this something I’ll never live down in my lifetime?

Just because I hired people to smear her, does that mean I don’t deserve saving? Am I destined to stay a doll forever?

"I’m not saying you deserve this, but think about it. Why do you always have issues with my sister? She hasn’t done anything to you, has she?"

Chase: ...

She really hasn’t.

The reason I act this way is because of Azura Loomis.

"All you guys do is protect Azura. My sister even said before that she was suspicious, but none of you believed her. I didn’t believe her. Brother Donovan didn’t believe her. If you hadn’t kept those dolls Azura gave you, she wouldn’t have had the chance to trap you inside them."

Grandma Jennings, Chase: ...

Even though they knew it was true, being called out so bluntly was quite embarrassing.

Lucas kept rambling on.

"What’s so great about Azura, anyway? Her last name is Loomis, not Jennings. No matter how well you treat her, she still doesn’t care about you, does she? And yes, I used to resent her for how she treated my sister, but I woke up earlier than you and turned a new leaf in a quick and proactive way."

"Look at me—my sister used to dislike me too, but now she accepts me. Oh, and she even gave me a second amulet for free, just to make sure I wouldn’t get hurt even a little."

As Lucas spoke, he pulled at the jade token hanging around his neck, flaunting it in front of the two doll-turned family members.

Then, he fished out several more talismans of various designs from his pocket.

Grandma Jennings and Chase felt numb. freewёbnoνel.com

Would this grandson/brother die if he didn’t show off?

Hadn’t he shown off enough already?!

"What I’m trying to tell you is, my sister isn’t the type of person to hold grudges. Someone as capable as her only cares about big-picture matters like subduing demons and rescuing the innocent. Our family got lucky this time because she’s on our side."

Lucas sighed wistfully.

"My sister really poured everything she had into this. She had it so hard—you didn’t see it, but this huge bolt of Fire Thunder came crashing down at her. If it wasn’t for Brother Samuel, who knows what could’ve happened to her? She’s sacrificed so much for this family. If you two still think she doesn’t care about you, then you’d truly have no conscience at all."

Heartless Grandma Jennings, Chase: ...

"Of course, I’m not saying you’re heartless. The people in this family aren’t the type to be ungrateful."

Ungrateful Grandma Jennings, Chase: ...

He had said it all—what could they even respond with?

Had the two not been trapped in doll bodies, they might’ve clapped back. After all, one was his grandmother, and the other his elder brother. Lucas likely wouldn’t dare be so brash if they were still in their original forms.

As one of the youngest in the family, Lucas and Ismeria were treated as equals in the eyes of the adults.

When Uncle and Aunt had their divorce discussions, they outright left him out of the family meeting.

Lucas found out the next day and nearly exploded in anger.

He was a man of the Jennings Family too, so why was he excluded from important matters like this?

Lucas believed he was perfectly dependable.

This rant wasn’t just his way of standing up for his sister—it was also about proving his reliability.

And, honestly, he was genuinely worried his brother might mess things up again.

After all, his brother had a history of bad judgment—not just once or twice.

Even with that brain of his, Chase always liked comparing himself to Brother Donovan.

As if there was anything to compare.

But despite how dense his brother could be, Lucas didn’t despise him.

He couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.

If Chase made Scarlett hate him completely, Lucas would likely suffer the consequences too...

And so, Lucas continued his relentless tirade at the two doll-encased figures for over an hour.

Eventually, Grandma Jennings and Chase grew so irritated they gave up trying to argue, defaulting to repeatedly saying, "We get it, we get it."

Scarlett was recovering. Even if she didn’t assist immediately, it wouldn’t be fair to blame her.

Earlier, both of them had convinced themselves they were without fault.

But after hearing the whole chain of events laid out by Lucas, they started to feel like—perhaps—maybe... they weren’t entirely blameless?

Just as they thought this dissection would end for the day...

The next day, at the exact same time, Lucas returned.

This time, he even brought Ismeria along.

Ismeria declared, "Sister came back yesterday, slept for so long, and hasn’t woken up. I think Sister might be dying!"

Her face was unusually serious when she said the last part, causing Grandma Jennings and Chase to both feel a shock deep in their hearts.

They had listened to Lucas’ words yesterday, but when he said Scarlett couldn’t help them right away due to injuries and depleted spiritual power, they had secretly doubted him.

Was this really not just an excuse for delaying their recovery?

Yet those doubts disappeared instantly upon hearing Ismeria’s words.

Scarlett was actually injured!

Lucas was even being optimistic in his account!

Neither of them suspected Ismeria of lying.

After all, she was only six years old—what kind of lies could she come up with?

Scarlett must be gravely hurt.

Unconscious and unmoving.

Azura Loomis... truly someone who brought harm.

Lucas and Ismeria didn’t know the dolls’ internal thoughts. After wrapping up today’s two-hour session of complaints, Lucas stood up and said,

"Grandma, brother, tomorrow is the seventh day. Don’t worry—even if my sister can’t do it herself, she’ll definitely have someone help switch you back to your original bodies."

Ismeria didn’t fully understand what was happening, but her brother had told her Grandma and Chase were trapped in dolls because bad Azura had locked them inside. Though she didn’t know why Azura had turned bad, if Grandpa and Uncle said Azura was bad, then she must be.

Standing on tiptoes, she stretched her small hand up and gently patted the heads of the two dolls. Her voice was soft yet earnest as she said,

"Grandma, Brother Chase, you be good. Violet will come play with you again tomorrow."

Grandma Jennings, Chase: ...Please don’t, really.

The two dolls were returned to the display cabinet, leaving the small study silent again.

After a long pause, Chase finally muttered miserably,

"If we can successfully return to our original bodies, I’ll treat Scarlett better from now on."

This time, he truly meant it.

Grandma Jennings remained reluctant.

"I didn’t treat her that poorly before..."

She had even let her keep a fox at home.

She hated furry pets the most.

As Grandma Jennings thought this, she suddenly heard Chase exclaim, "The fox!"

She frowned in confusion. "It’s a fox, yes."

Wasn’t the animal Scarlett kept just a little fox?

Yep, a pretty chubby one.

As Grandma Jennings was thinking this, a blur of white flashed before her eyes. In the next moment, an enormous fox head came impossibly close.

Its shiny black eyes darted over the two doll figures, and its thick fluffy tail swished back and forth behind it.

Grandma Jennings felt relieved that she was trapped behind glass.

At most, the fox could only stare at her.

Just as she was comforting herself with this thought, the fox suddenly pressed a paw lightly against the cabinet glass.

With a soft click, the glass door opened.

Grandma Jennings’ heart skipped a beat. Before she could cry out, the fox wasted no time diving forward.

It opened its jaws wide.

Chomp.

It snatched Grandma Jennings’ doll in its mouth and bolted away.