The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 273: Lucas Jennings Targeted Again

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Lucas Jennings Targeted Again

The system’s mention of the Goodwill Value only made Azura Loomis more furious.

First, Lucas Jennings’ Goodwill Value kept dropping, and now it had reached a nearly irredeemable state.

Even Adam Jennings’ Goodwill Value began to plummet significantly. How could she rely on the Goodwill Value to absorb the other’s fortune this way?

Both of the people she strategized to have the highest Goodwill Value weren’t at home, and she couldn’t wait with a scar like this until school started.

"System, I want to try that method you mentioned before."

[Host, once you successfully seize the body, it cannot be restored. Are you sure you want to proceed?]

"Yes!"

Azura Loomis gritted her teeth, and she had already thought of her first target.

...

The night was deep.

The Jennings Family villa was shrouded in tranquility.

In a room on the second floor, Lucas Jennings lay on his bed, fast asleep, when suddenly, a doll on the display shelf on the wall was seemingly summoned. Its formerly vacant and lifeless eyes blinked slowly in the darkness.

After a moment, the doll stiffly turned its head, and an invisible thread slowly floated from the doll’s heart, inching towards the sleeping Lucas Jennings on the bed.

Lucas was oblivious, unaware as the thread crept closer bit by bit.

It climbed from the floor onto the bed, heading straight for Lucas Jennings’ heart.

Just as the thread was about to touch Lucas Jennings’ body,

"...My God!"

In his sleep, Lucas Jennings jolted as if something had burned him, sitting up quickly and slapping his chest.

In the commotion, the neckline of his pajamas got tugged, soon revealing a hanging Jade Token.

It was the one Scarlett Jennings had sold him.

In the darkness, Lucas didn’t see that the thread, which had almost touched him, rapidly retracted into the doll as if scorched by something.

Though he couldn’t see it, he sensed something was amiss.

Almost instinctively, he opened his mouth, "Lights on!"

The voice-activated lights in the room turned on at his command. Lucas squinted against the sudden brightness but quickly lowered his head to look at the Jade Token around his neck.

The next second, he shuddered all over, and the remaining drowsiness vanished almost instantly.

Lucas Jennings hurriedly removed the Jade Token from his neck, holding it under the light, and indeed saw that dozens of cracks had formed at some point.

Looking at his chest, there was a mark, like a burn, clearly in the shape of the Jade Token.

Having weathered many storms, Lucas Jennings, who had been religiously following the "Inspiration" live-stream lately, understood what it signified.

He...

He had encountered a ghost!

No, there was something dirty in the room!

Something was trying to harm him!

Lucas instinctively clutched the Jade Token, his eyes scanning the room with some terror, but he couldn’t see a trace of anything dirty.

One hand gripping the Jade Token tightly, the other shakily reached for the phone on the nightstand.

Lucas’ first thought was to make a video call to ask his sister for help.

However, when he tapped on the video call, the screen prompted that he was no longer a friend of the recipient.

At this moment, Lucas was utterly heartbroken.

"Sis~"

His sister still hadn’t removed him from the blacklist!

All Donovan Jennings’ fault!

He had used Lucas’ phone to contact his sister, getting Lucas’ account blocked!

In his mind, Lucas cursed Donovan a hundred and eighty times.

Unable to find outside help, Lucas quickly thought through his options and clumsily got out of bed. He walked quickly to the desk, opened the drawer, and stuffed several triangular Talisman Papers into his pajama pockets.

All of these were various Talismans he bought from his sister recently—Silence Talisman, Anti-backstabbing Talisman, Luck Talisman, Heightening Talisman, Amulet...

Although not all of them might be useful, since they were all drawn by his sister, it felt right to carry them all.

With the Jade Token in his hand and various Talismans in his pockets, Lucas felt slightly more secure and didn’t think much further.

His feet quickly moved out of the room and ran towards Donovan Jennings’ room.

At Donovan’s door, he didn’t hesitate to start knocking.

"Brother Donovan! Help me!"

Lucas cried out pitifully, shaking at the door which sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Soon, the light in Donovan Jennings’ room turned on. Dressed in pajamas, Donovan opened the door and saw Lucas about to burst into tears and leap towards him.

Donovan deftly placed a large hand on Lucas’ head, stopping him from stepping forward.

His voice carried a hint of hoarse laziness from just waking up, "Speak properly."

Lucas quickly explained the events of waking suddenly midway through sleep, the burning sensation of the Jade Token, and then discovering the token had cracked.

To prevent Donovan from thinking he was dreaming, he showed him the Jade Token.

Donovan saw that, indeed, the once flawless Jade Token had dozens of conspicuous cracks. These fissures had split the Rune carved on the Jade Token.

His expression turned uncharacteristically grave. Then, he took out the Jade Token from his own neck.

Since receiving the Jade Token Scarlett had gifted, both he and his father heeded her advice to carry it at all times, even during baths and sleep.

He inspected the token and saw it remained intact, the Jade Body still translucent and exquisite.

"Brother Donovan, am I being targeted again?"

Lucas wore a despondent expression, close to tears, and pleaded, "Please, help me contact my sister and have her come back to save me!"

Donovan spared him a glance, "What time is it? Scarlett’s asleep. If we wake her, she won’t be in the right condition for training tomorrow."

Lucas heard this incredulously.

Wait, seriously, at a time like this?

My life’s in peril, and you’re worried my sister won’t get enough sleep for tomorrow?!

While he silently grumbled, he pitifully pleaded out loud,

"What am I supposed to do? If I sleep and get harmed again tonight, my sister won’t have a brother!"

Donovan internally thought Scarlett wouldn’t mind not having such a blockheaded brother.

However, having watched him grow up, Donovan couldn’t leave him helpless. He pondered, took out his phone, and directly dialed a number.

...

Chalmers Family.

It was the middle of the night, but a particular room in the Chalmers Family house remained brightly lit.

Dashiell sprawled in a pure white bathtub, holding a phone, madly ranking up in a game.

When the incoming call popped up, Dashiell’s hand jolted, and the phone plopped onto his face.

"Hiss!"

Dashiell winced, sitting up swiftly in the tub like a Flood Dragon, and when he retrieved the phone, the game screen showed he’d been KO’d.

An expression of regret washed over his face, and upon seeing the caller ID still blinking overhead, he irritably answered,

"Who is it?!"

Disturbing me gaming in the dead of the night!

"Donovan Jennings."

On the other end, Donovan’s voice calmly introduced himself, "Scarlett Jennings’ brother."