Clearly it was a gentle yet polite tone, but inexplicably it gave a sense of pressure.
Felix Clark was a newcor to the Mystical Council and a fan of Scarlett Jennings, so naturally he had heard of her brother. Even without any Spiritual Power, he had managed to reach a pivotal position in the Mystical Council in just two years.
Truly...
Worthy of being the idol’s brother!
While feeling this in his heart, Felix wasn’t foolish and knew Mr. Jiang was dissatisfied with him for bothering Scarlett with work during her vacation.
He didn’t actually intend to disturb her; it was just his first ti eting his idol, and having struck up a conversation, he couldn’t help but want to say a few more words.
Thinking about this, his deanor quickly adjusted,
"Yes, there’s already soone from the Spiritual Affairs departnt to contact, and they’ll notify you once there is news."
He thought by saying this, everything would be fine.
Even if he couldn’t talk to his idol, being around her was enough.
However, this small wish was bound to be shattered.
Then, beside him, Samuel Chalrs slowly wiped Scarlett Jennings’ hands and turned to Donovan Jennings,
"Since the Mystical Council is busy, working from ho isn’t convenient for you. You might as well finish your work and co back later."
As a friend, Donovan could naturally hear the aning in Samuel’s words.
He was implying that Donovan had brought work "troubles" ho, disturbing Scarlett’s rest.
Though he didn’t want anyone to disrupt Scarlett’s rare holiday, was Samuel being a bit petty?
Before Donovan could speak, Felix Clark chid in eagerly,
"Actually, remote work won’t be a hindrance. I’ll be staying in Sea City to assist Mr. Jiang with anything, so Mr. Chalrs shouldn’t worry."
Mr. Chalrs: ...
Seeing Samuel stay silent, Donovan sighed inwardly, closed his laptop, then stood up to signal to Felix,
"Co with ."
As Donovan moved towards the house, Felix followed obediently, though his eyes instinctively darted to Scarlett Jennings.
Thinking of his self-assigned task to closely interact with his idol, worried he might not see her for so ti if he left, he gritted his teeth, turned around, and approached Scarlett,
"Miss Scarlett, you’re my idol and I really like you! I’m so glad to see you here today, and this is sothing I made myself."
He almost said it all in one breath, then swiftly opened his bag, and with fluid motion, pulled out a beautifully crafted Mystical Sect journal.
Scarlett looked at the exquisite journal, which was adorned with runes, stuck with several little papern, and even hung with a small Crocodile Tortoise pendant.
The shape of the Crocodile Tortoise was clearly Shellback.
Shellback also noticed the pendant, as small as its little paw, and without hesitation, rose in black mist to float near the journal.
Clearly curious, wanting to see it more clearly.
Scarlett noticed that many elents on the journal were things she had featured in front of the cara, such DIY journals she had seen fans make online.
Looking again at Felix’s sincere gaze, Scarlett remained unmoved.
A Master cannot casually write their na on a book with unfamiliar vibes.
Moreover, she carried the bloodline of the Demon Clan.
The Demon Clan is always cautious about nas; even hearing it could cause them to sense it.
Since the person before her hailed from the Mystical Sect, he would know the rules.
Sure enough, he pushed the journal closer, saying,
"This is for you."
Scarlett was sowhat surprised, whereas Samuel’s face darkened.
Not just because of the gift, but also because of the direct expression of "I like you."
Speaking with her face-to-face, shaking hands, giving a gift, confessing...
Ha,
Was it because he seldom appeared at the Security Bureau that youths nowadays no longer regarded him?
Scarlett naturally sensed Samuel’s obvious displeasure.
Yet seeing Felix’s sincere eyes, she extended her hand to accept the journal, saying, "Thank you, it’s beautiful."
Beside her, the little pretty one perked up its ears, tilted its head: Did Scarlett call ?
Donovan stood not far away, observing with a calm deanor, and said nothing else.
Upon receiving the journal from Felix, Scarlett felt the genuine sentint more intensely.
It was not just Felix’s intention.
And Felix, seeing Scarlett personally accept the journal, felt an inexplicable warmth in his nose, with sincere eyes, said with a slightly suppressed voice,
"We are all glad you’re back."
He said,
"Scarlett, thank you for everything you’ve done for us."
Not just him, but everyone from the Mystical Sect or the Demon Clan, or those aware of the Otherworld’s arrival being completely averted knew what she had done for them.
Though most didn’t know her identity with the Heavenly Dao, they took her sacrifice to avert the Otherworld’s arrival at face value.
So she disappeared, and was even forgotten by everyone.
Precisely because they realized they had forgotten sothing, they treasured Scarlett even more now.
Even as a seemingly ordinary Master from the Mystical Sect, despite this being their first interaction, he still wanted to express his heartfelt words to her.
He wanted to sincerely thank her on behalf of those from the Mystical Sect and people online who idolized her.
Also to thank her,
Thank her for coming back.
...
After Felix said what he wanted, he resolutely turned and followed Donovan into the house without needing a prompt.
Only Scarlett and Samuel remained in the garden.
Fingers rubbing the delicate journal in her hand, Scarlett’s gaze shifted from the journal to Samuel beside her, suddenly drawing closer to him, asking,
"Are you upset?"
Samuel’s face was calm, his voice deep, "No."
"You are."
Scarlett was certain.
Putting aside their identities, Scarlett knew that those in relationships shouldn’t randomly accept gifts from the opposite sex.
It’s a matter of respect for one’s partner.
Scarlett didn’t plan to accept it initially, but Felix’s passionate sentints didn’t include romantic love.
Just like he said, purely as her fan, he simply liked her.
Not to ntion, this gift had more than just his sentints.
Scarlett couldn’t find a reason to refuse such a heartfelt gift.
But when a fiancé is jealous, he still needs to be appeased.
"If any more gifts like this co, I won’t accept them?"
Thinking that by calming down, Samuel Chalrs would show satisfaction, but he narrowed his eyes at her words, then seriously looked at her,
"You don’t need to do that."
Samuel said,
"Before being my fiancée, you are still yourself, you have the right to make choices about your own affairs, and I will not interfere with your choices."
Even if he was jealous and uneasy.
If he were to deprive her of the right to accept gifts from others just because he disliked it, it would be disrespectful to her.
So even though he rejected the handshake, he didn’t prevent her from accepting the gift.
Towards her, he never wanted to control.
Scarlett could hear Samuel’s sincerity.
She could see what Samuel was certainly aware of.
But it didn’t prevent him from feeling jealous or uneasy when soone confessed to her.
Scarlett pondered for a mont, then leaned closer to him again.
Samuel noticed her sudden proximity, slightly stunned, asking, "What are you doing?"
Scarlett gazed at him, her eyes carrying a playful shimr, and softly said,
"Comforting you."
Then, unexpectedly, she leaned in and kissed him.
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