The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 384: The Boss, He Changed His Style

Chalmers Family.

Samuel Chalmers was in the middle of a video call. When a message notification popped up on the table, he paused for a moment.

On the other side of the video call, a devilishly handsome man raised an eyebrow at him and said, "What’s up?"

"Nothing," Samuel replied, his expression cold. Speaking to the man on the other side of the call, he added, "I’ll be going to Capital Metropolitan soon."

The man immediately laughed upon hearing that. "Well, that’s great! Those old geezers have been getting restless these past two years. I’ve been tempted to visit each of them and teach them a lesson. If you’re heading there, they’ll definitely settle down."

Despite the man’s incessant chattering, Samuel didn’t bother listening further. He said, "I’m hanging up," and closed the video with a decisive click.

He then picked up his phone, glanced at the message he had just received, and after some thought, directly initiated a voice call.

The voice call was answered quickly. Samuel didn’t bother with pleasantries and went straight to the point, asking,

"You want to treat me to a meal?"

"Mhm." Through the speaker, Scarlett Jennings’s voice sounded soft and sweet. "I just made a little fortune and want to treat you to dinner."

"A fortune?" Samuel couldn’t help his curiosity.

Scarlett didn’t hide anything. "My grandpa said he’d transfer me an extra 5% of the group’s shares. I’m very wealthy now."

Her tone was calm and usually composed, but if you listened closely, there was a hint of restrained excitement in her voice.

The corners of Samuel’s lips slightly curled in a faint smile, and without hesitation, he replied directly,

"Alright, when?"

"How about tonight?" Scarlett deliberately asked. "I’m heading back to the academy in a couple of days. Can you spare time tonight?"

"I can," Samuel said simply. "I’m not busy."

Hearing him say he wasn’t busy, Scarlett gave an odd glance toward Liora Gold, who was sitting at the table.

Wasn’t he supposed to be too busy to even eat?

Is he lying to me?

Liora’s expressionless demeanor betrayed a trace of innocent confusion: ...

This isn’t my fault. I didn’t say anything.

With the time and place settled, the two hung up the phone.

Sophie Harper immediately floated over holding the baby spirit, craning her head toward Scarlett with a face full of curiosity and gossip.

"Is this a date? A candlelight dinner? Can I tag along?"

Scarlett shot her a glance and answered without hesitation,

"No date, no candles, and no tagging along."

Sophie immediately drooped her head, but soon perked up again. She floated into Scarlett’s wardrobe, and not long after, she came back with several beautiful cocktail dresses, her voice full of enthusiasm.

"Scarlett, since you’re going on a date tonight, you have to look stunning. I picked out a few dresses for you; see which one you like?"

Seeing Sophie insist this was a date, Scarlett couldn’t be bothered to correct her anymore. When she looked at the dresses Sophie had brought over, she was momentarily distressed.

All of these dresses were this season’s new arrivals sent over by Brianna Jennings. Although Scarlett didn’t see her aunt often, the woman undeniably showed care for her.

At first, Brianna sent all kinds of gorgeous and exquisite dresses. Upon realizing Scarlett preferred casual styles, she then switched to simpler everyday clothing with thoughtful design touches.

Yet, Brianna still insisted on including a few dresses with varying styles in case Scarlett ever felt like switching up her mood.

Azura Loomis received similar treatment, but even though they both got new arrivals, the brands’ signature limited editions were always reserved for Scarlett alone—even if she didn’t wear them.

Azura had subtly hinted at Brianna’s favoritism, but Brianna, aware of the matter, persisted regardless.

To Brianna, even if she had spent longer periods with Azura and was closer to her personally, she would never allow Azura’s status to overshadow Scarlett’s as the legitimate lady of the Jennings Family.

This had nothing to do with their personal relationship—it was simply about identity.

While Scarlett had never considered competing with Azura over equal treatment, who wouldn’t enjoy being pampered in such a thoughtful way?

Thinking along these lines, Scarlett found herself conflicted.

Did she really need to dress up in formal cocktail attire just to go out for dinner?

...

On Scarlett’s side, she was caught up in the dilemma of choosing her outfit.

Meanwhile, on Samuel’s side.

Samuel stood before the mirror, examining his reflection in a tailored suit, and for the first time, he seemed dissatisfied with his appearance.

He loved the crisp and clean-cut lines of formal wear, finding the perfect tailoring extremely fitting for him.

Yet now, something about it felt... off.

It wasn’t the suit itself that felt unfit; somehow, all suits seemed unfit.

Too formal.

And too... mature.

Samuel hadn’t forgotten that Donovan Jennings had once teased him about being old.

Not because his actual age was advanced, but because Donovan had thought the age difference between Samuel and Scarlett was too significant.

So, if Samuel showed up dressed overly formally while already bearing an age gap with Scarlett, wouldn’t it make them look... mismatched?

Moreover, as he recalled, Scarlett’s style leaned toward casual attire.

Samuel furrowed his brow, as if deep in serious contemplation.

Araminta Gold sat on a nearby table, tilting her head to observe her master staring at the mirror in a daze.

After a long while, Samuel finally moved.

He grabbed his phone and directly called his assistant.

"Bring over a stylist, and make sure to bring a few casual outfits as well. I have a dinner engagement tonight."

On the other end of the call, the assistant professionally agreed, but after hanging up, they were visibly puzzled.

Is the boss really changing his style?

What kind of dinner requires casual attire?

If the boss changes his style, should we assistants follow suit?

After all, wouldn’t there need to be a consistent style across the team?

...

PM.

Samuel’s car stopped in front of the Jennings Family residence right on time.

Because Old Lady Jennings and Chase Jennings had just recently regained their original forms, everyone in the Jennings Family had stayed home to keep them company today.

When the butler announced Samuel’s arrival, the family members were a bit surprised. However, Old Sir Jiang recalled how Samuel had shielded Scarlett from trouble before and realized he hadn’t properly thanked him yet. He quickly instructed the butler to invite Samuel inside.

But when Samuel entered, everyone seemed momentarily taken aback.

Because tonight, the young master of the Chalmers Family appeared... somewhat different.

He wore a simple shirt and slacks, combining a touch of formal sophistication with a hint of casual freshness. The absence of a tie allowed the shirt’s collar to gently open, revealing a glimpse of pale skin around his neck.

His usually impeccable hair had been casually styled, giving off a subtly refined yet relaxed vibe.

At first glance, he lacked some of the aura of the imposing family head. Instead, he bore an uncanny resemblance to a campus heartthrob envied by all.

The one constant was his calm and restrained demeanor and his perfectly upright posture.

Donovan Jennings narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze toward Samuel carrying a hint of playfulness and thoughtfulness.

Luca Jennings was equally surprised.

After all, the last time Samuel had visited and declared his relationship with Scarlett, his commanding presence left no room for anyone to treat him as a junior.

But now... he was giving off some junior vibes.

"Samuel, here for Scarlett?" Luca quickly adjusted his usual tone toward the Chalmers Family head, adopting a more paternal stance as he spoke.

Meeting Luca’s gaze, Samuel’s expression remained unwavering as he replied naturally,

"Yes, I’m here to take her out for dinner."