The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 354 Liora Gold

At the moment when his wrist was suddenly enveloped by that warm and soft palm, Samuel Chalmers was slightly distracted.

Turning his head, he met Scarlett Jennings’s apricot eyes, a little too close, and somewhat flustered.

Scarlett Jennings really was flustered for a moment, having held the hand without much thought, and now she also felt it was somewhat inappropriate.

But then she thought that it wasn’t the first time they had held hands.

Samuel Chalmers had held her hand last time, and it was perfectly normal for her to hold his in return.

With this reasoning, Scarlett Jennings calmed down again, worried that if she let go, he would continue to finish the last stroke, so she simply kept holding on without letting go.

The two maintained this position for a full three seconds.

The two little golden light papermen were sitting side by side watching the drawing; now they look at each other, suddenly turn their bodies in unison, with both hands covering their faces, as if saying we didn’t see anything.

The embarrassment that Scarlett Jennings had just suppressed came back.

Your movements make it seem like I’m doing something shady.

Hints of warmth uninvitedly climbed to the tips of her ears, but Scarlett Jennings’s face remained tight, with a serious and earnest expression.

Coming back to her senses, she let go of his hand while simultaneously stretching out her other hand quickly to swipe away the unfinished talisman paper from Samuel Chalmers’s face.

Samuel Chalmers raised an eyebrow at her actions.

Scarlett Jennings feigned composure and said, "The creation of talismans calls for a single, unbroken stroke. You paused several times in between, so this talisman is now ruined."

As she spoke, she took the talisman paper and put it away, then after a pause, added seriously,

"You don’t seem to have any natural talent for drawing talismans; you’d better not try again in the future."

Samuel Chalmers had too many secrets wrapped in golden light, and he wasn’t like the average Mystical Sect practitioner—Scarlett Jennings wasn’t sure whether she wanted to awaken his so-called talents or not.

Scarlett Jennings had once heard her master say that the more exceptional one’s talents, the more important it is to maintain boundaries.

This is especially true within the Mystical Scholarly Realm.

When a person suddenly acquires an overwhelmingly powerful ability, even divine beings can make mistakes.

You can’t be sure what you awaken isn’t a beast.

Samuel Chalmers gazed at her artificially serious little face and did not continue to ask questions.

Just then, a knock sounded from outside the door; it was the butler.

"Miss Scarlett, there’s an express delivery downstairs, they say it’s for you," the butler said.

The butler didn’t understand why the express delivery would come here—could it be that the delivery boy also knew that Miss Scarlett was here?

Though puzzled in his mind, he maintained his professional demeanor.

Scarlett Jennings guessed it was a spiritual affairs express delivery the moment she thought about it, thinking it might be something Ivan sent back, and her eyes immediately lit up. She greeted Samuel Chalmers, grabbed one of the little golden light papermen from the table, and hurried downstairs.

The butler watched Scarlett Jennings’s retreating figure with some regret.

Miss Scarlett had only been with the young master for less than half an hour.

Why did the express delivery have to come at such an inconvenient time?

Samuel Chalmers’s face did not show much emotion, recalling Scarlett Jennings’s reaction to stopping him from completing the talisman earlier.

No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t seem like a reaction that would come from him spoiling the talisman.

Hmph.

She’s tricked him again.

His ink-black eyes deepened as Samuel Chalmers sat alone at the table, lost in thought, when his sleeve was gently tugged again.

Samuel Chalmers lifted his eyes and saw the little paperman hugging his sleeve, extending a finger to show him the table’s surface.

Following the little paperman’s gesture, Samuel Chalmers looked over,

and saw several crookedly-written characters on the blank talisman paper that had appeared there at some unknown time.

On closer inspection, Samuel Chalmers recognized the writing—it read "Liora Gold."

It took a moment for Samuel Chalmers to realize, then he saw the little paperman hopping on top of those three characters, first stomping on the name beneath its feet, and then pointing in the direction of the door.

Samuel Chalmers felt a realization and asked, "Is this the name of the little paperman that stays by Scarlett Jennings’s side?"

With both the words "gold" and "crane" in its name, it was clearly related to him.

The little paperman nodded its head, then looked up at him eagerly with its small, stubby arms pointing at itself.

Samuel Chalmers raised an eyebrow, "You also want a name for yourself?"

The little paperman nodded vigorously, and its expressionless head somehow conveyed a sense of anticipation to him.

Samuel Chalmers watched it; although he had kept it by his side these days, he had never thought about giving it a name.

After all, it wasn’t exactly a real pet.

But since Scarlett Jennings had named it...

Samuel Chalmers thought for a while and then, after a long pause, he uttered a name,

"Then, you shall be called Araminta Gold."

It was a pair to begin with, so picking a similar name was quite normal, wasn’t it?

Araminta Gold, upon receiving its new name, immediately began hopping joyfully in circles on the Talisman Paper.

Seemingly in response to the happiness of Araminta Gold, Liora Gold, who had been quietly sitting on Scarlett Jennings’s shoulder, suddenly began to bounce around and accidentally fell off.

Luckily, Scarlett Jennings promptly reached out and scolded it softly,

"Liora Gold, behave yourself."

After saying this, Scarlett Jennings glanced behind her with a sense of guilt; she had just received an item from the teleporting courier and was heading back to the Jennings Family, confirming that no one had overheard her talking to the little paperman before she sighed in relief.

It wouldn’t matter if other people heard.

As long as Samuel Chalmers didn’t hear it, that would be fine.

After all, she had come up with the name on the spur of the moment.

Having returned to the Jennings Family, Scarlett Jennings immediately set up a Barrier before opening the box that Ivan had sent to her.

Upon opening the elegant and rustic long box, a strong scent mixed with Spiritual Energy wafted out.

When Scarlett Jennings saw what was inside the box, her eyes sparkled slightly.

Resting inside the box was an exquisitely made Peach Wood Sword.

Unlike ordinary Peach Wood Swords, this one was pitch black, with a rounded tip and a sharp end.

It was called a sword, but its shape was more akin to a tree branch.

It was the very Wooden Sword made from the Thunderstruck Peach Wood that had been found in Samuel Chalmers’s study.

The sword’s body was covered with enduring thunder patterns and, following these patterns, various Taoist Spells were meticulously inscribed.

She had designed the Magic Artifact according to these patterns, but since she had never made one before, she entrusted the work to Ivan, asking him to find someone to craft it. Now, at last, she saw the finished product.

Naturally, Scarlett Jennings was delighted to receive her very own Peach Wood Sword, but what she was more concerned about at the moment was the investigation results of the strange energy sample she had sent to Ivan.

She called him directly to inquire, and Ivan’s voice came through, casual and laid-back.

"Take a look at the copper sheath at the end of your wooden sword’s hilt."

Scarlett Jennings, following his instruction, looked at the copper-green layer covering the end of the wooden sword’s hilt and touched it, feeling an eerily familiar strangeness to it.

She then heard Ivan’s light laughter tinged with a devilish tone on the phone,

"Does it feel familiar? This was forcefully scraped off from that broken Sword Spirit’s sword. You’ve got quite a bargain here."

Scarlett Jennings: ...

Are you doing this with the Sword Spirit’s consent?

"Of course, that little Sword Spirit is aware of it; that broken sword is its very essence. Initially, I had no intention of attaching it to your Peach Wood Sword, but the strange energy in the Jade Token you sent was quite a treasure."

"I confined it with the disobedient Sword Spirit. Eventually, part of the copper from the broken sword came off, which is the bit of copper you have on the handle of your sword."

Ivan suddenly chuckled,

"Although I didn’t figure out what that strange energy was, I’ve incorporated it into the copper sheath."

Scarlett Jennings: ???