Chapter 211: Chapter 211 Isria Jennings and Her Little Friends Chapter 211: Chapter 211 Isria Jennings and Her Little Friends Scarlett Jennings was still in a daze when she left with Dashiell.
It was rare for him to show such a blank expression, and even Director Clark couldn’t help but co over to check on him.
Evander Simpson looked at Director Clark, “Director, do you know if Little Friend Jennings… Master Jennings is that Master Rosing?”
Director Clark was taken aback, not knowing how to explain that he initially didn’t know. He only knew that Quincy Zimrman had gotten lucky and found a genuine master, even spending a large sum of money to buy twenty life-saving talismans.
As for Master Rosing, he only found out when Evander ntioned it.
He just never brought it up.
Evander saw that Director Clark didn’t answer and assud he knew, showing a hint of regret,
“If I had known the show invited Master Rosing, I wouldn’t have arrogantly participated in it.”
No wonder his ntor even tipped Master Jennings earlier.
He had never tipped him.
Director Clark was confused by Evander’s words.
What was going on?
He didn’t even have the sixth new guest lined up yet, and did this one want to back out on his own?
How could that be?!
He quickly pulled Evander aside for a heart-to-heart talk.
anwhile, Scarlett and Dashiell got into the car arranged by the production team to head to the airport, just as they passed Amber Livingston on the other side.
Scarlett noticed Dashiell’s gaze was fixed on Amber, and suddenly rembered how he previously said it wasn’t him who saved Amber in the mountains, so she asked about it.
Dashiell, pleased to be consulted for once, squinted his eyes with pride.
“Aren’t you supposed to be very skilled? Can’t even figure this out?”
Scarlett remained expressionless, “Are you going to talk or not?”
Dashiell pouted, then honestly replied, “I wasn’t lying to him. I didn’t intervene that night; it was his family’s spirit protector.”
Scarlett was startled, “He… really has a family spirit protector?”
So her faint feelings before weren’t a hallucination?
“A fox with little talent, not even as accomplished as I am.”
Dashiell continued, “But it was also its choice to select a master who couldn’t even respond to it.”
A fox with little talent, protecting a human with little talent.
Amber Livingston was unaware of its existence.
Scarlett didn’t know how to assess this ss for the mont.
But she knew that if a family spirit protector resides with soone to serve them, it ans there was once a connection, perhaps from Amber’s ancestors or from himself.
Like the Fox of North Mountain Village and the villagers.
The fox safeguarded the villagers for years, but the villagers didn’t even know it existed.
Perhaps the initial protection was due to an agreent, but never receiving a response, they must be lonely, right?
They returned to Sea City in the afternoon.
Scarlett directly brought Dashiell to her previously rented small apartnt.
She had never canceled the lease, and before returning, she specifically hired a cleaner to tidy it up in advance.
Although she promised to bring Dashiell back to et Samuel Chalrs, it wasn’t happening just yet.
Dashiell looked at the cramped two-bedroom apartnt, slightly dissatisfied, “I saw on the phone people say your family is very wealthy.”
The implication being, how could soone so wealthy plan to accommodate in such a small place?
Don’t think just because I just ca down from the mountains that I know nothing.
This is clearly not the type of place rich people live in.
Scarlett didn’t bother to argue with him, “Either stay here, or I send you back to the mountains.”
Dashiell huffed but said no more, slipping into the inner room.
After giving him so instructions on the arrangents, Scarlett left the apartnt and headed to the Jennings Family estate.
As the car drove into the Jennings property, Scarlett imdiately spotted several young children chasing a little beauty around the garden.
Leading the group was, of course, Isria Jennings, while the little beauty was clearly playing with the kids, running slowly. When seeing they couldn’t keep up, it even stopped to wait for them.
Soone had placed a small veil on its head with a pretty little crown on top, which it seed to like, as it took care not to let the crown fall while running.
Scarlett looked at the scene before her, a bit quietly.
When did her little fox beco so friendly with Isria?
As soon as Scarlett got out of the car, Isria, who had been playfully happy, noticed her, and her little expression stiffened slightly before turning playfully stubborn, with a small huff, as she turned her head away.
Scarlett slightly raised an eyebrow, then gestured with her hand, calling softly, “Little Beauty.”
Hearing its owner’s voice, the little beauty no longer cared about the group of kids, happily wiggled its tail, and dashed to Scarlett’s side, jumping into her arms with practiced ease, one paw resting naturally on her shoulder, full of life and spirit.
The children nearby were visibly disheartened as they watched the pet run away.
Amid their disappointnt, they looked at Scarlett with a touch of envy.
“I recognize her, she’s the sister who went on the variety show with celebrities! The internet says she’s amazing.”
“Really? Isria never told !”
Isria watched Scarlett wave her hand, and effortlessly summoned back the little fox she’d finally lured out to play using a top-grade steak.
Her face puffed in anger as she stomped her foot, lifting her princess dress, and ran over,
“Give it back to !”
Scarlett couldn’t help but laugh at the little girl’s confident tone, calmly questioning her,
“Give it back? Is it yours?”
“When it’s at my house, it’s mine!” Isria declared with her typical assertiveness and righteousness.
Though she had been scolded by Grandpa for speaking out of turn before, this ti, there were no adults at ho.
Scarlett was about to say sothing when she noticed Isria’s little friends running over to them.
When they reached her, Scarlett noticed that all the kids had a similar ominous sign of impending danger showing on their faces.
One instance could be dismissed, but several children exhibiting this wasn’t normal.
Suppressing the heaviness in her heart, Scarlett crouched with the little fox in her arms, gently asking them,
“Are you Isria’s classmates?”
One little girl with curly pigtails nodded, “Yes, we’re all going to first grade together after sumr. Sister, are you Isria’s sister? You’re so pretty.”
“Thank you.” Scarlett waved the little fox’s paw at her.
The little girl imdiately looked delightedly at the little fox.
The others chattered away, expressing their eagerness to play with the little fox.
Isria stood to the side, nearly exploding with anger.
But the household rule was not to throw tantrums in front of outsiders, so she could only stand aside, waiting for her friends to notice her anger and co to console her.
But for now, everyone clustered around Scarlett, stroking the little beauty while answering Scarlett’s questions.
In just a short ti, Scarlett learned that these kids were all from the sa kindergarten as Isria and would all move up to the first grade in primary school after sumr break.
To commorate this, the school had planned an educational trip, scheduled in two days.
Upon hearing this news, Scarlett began to have a hunch.
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