"Samuel Chalrs, is there anything you'd like to tell ?"
Scarlett Jennings didn't ask if sothing had happened again.
Because instinctively, even if she asked, he wouldn't say.
Just like last ti.
She was certain that Samuel Chalrs had secrets she didn't know, but since he didn't want to talk, she didn't want to keep pressing.
As for using the Truth Talisman...
That was never ant to be used on friends.
Everyone has secrets they are unwilling or unable to share.
What she cared about wasn't his secret.
Or rather, she used to be curious.
But now, she cared more about whether he was okay.
Samuel Chalrs t her clear eyes, and in her pupils was his reflection, as if he knew what she was asking,
"You can see my face clearly now, can't you?"
Scarlett Jennings nodded.
He asked again, "Do I look good?"
Scarlett Jennings was visibly taken aback but still nodded seriously according to the facts.
Good-looking.
Samuel Chalrs seed to smile a little.
After a while, he slightly lowered his dark eyes,
"Regarding the Golden Light on , I can't tell you too much for now."
Even though he had thought about revealing it before, after the Heavenly Dao incident, he had to be cautious.
So things were not suitable for her to know just yet.
"I can only tell you this: I will be fine, even if all the Golden Light is gone, I will still be ."
Samuel Chalrs spoke earnestly, making Scarlett Jennings frown, ready to say sothing, but heard him change the subject,
"Besides this, I did co today with sothing I wanted to tell you."
Scarlett Jennings looked at him, her eyes suddenly eting his deep, pool-like ones, filled with emotions she could not quite discern, both faint and profound.
"On your birthday, you asked if one day I found out soone had arranged a fiancée for without my knowledge, would I mind... At the ti, I didn't answer."
Scarlett Jennings was stunned, as if she hadn't expected him to suddenly bring this up.
The question she had long forgotten was suddenly brought up by him, making Scarlett Jennings feel a sense of impending déjà vu.
Subconsciously, she quickly calculated in her mind, if he brought up the Peach Wood Mark again, what should she use to deflect him this ti.
Or perhaps, just lay it all out in the open...
Scarlett Jennings' thoughts spun rapidly, but her face showed nothing, still staring at him closely, her voice carrying an unnoticeable hint of tension even to herself as she spoke.
"So, do you mind?"
Only to see Samuel Chalrs looking at her, his voice light and deep, but solemn,
"...If that person is you, I don't mind."
Scarlett Jennings' eyes suddenly trembled.
Her heart skipped a beat inexplicably.
...
Scarlett Jennings couldn't describe how she felt when she heard those words from him at that mont.
When he said he didn't mind, she could clearly see the sincerity in his eyes, clear and without any concealnt, revealed in front of her for the first ti.
For the first ti as well.
She realized that in Samuel Chalrs' eyes, she had always been special.
He had OCD, not allowing anyone else to sit in his car.
But he always chauffeured her around.
He didn't like any unnecessary items in his study room.
Yet he allowed her to fill it with her Talisman Paper and tools.
He never showed his face to the dia, making himself a topic of widespread discussion, yet allowed their affairs to repeatedly trend on social dia.
In the past, she hadn't been unaware; Scarlett Jennings had subconsciously ignored the possible reasons behind these actions.
But when he said it outright, Scarlett Jennings realized she'd ignored the least likely possibility.
He said,
"Our past engagent was indeed fake, but after today, I hope it can beco real, not because of the contract, but because that person is you."
"So similarly, if it's to contract a fiancé like , Scarlett Jennings, do you mind?"
Scarlett Jennings forgot how she reacted at that mont.
She only mumbled sothing about needing to think about it and then hastily ran away from him.
If forced to say.
At the very beginning, she had minded.
So when she first saw the Peach Wood Mark on his hand, she instinctively lied to him.
But just now, when she saw that trace of Golden Light that belonged to him through the balcony, sothing seed different.
More than that, when he said he didn't mind, sothing inside her heart also seed different.
Uncertain, she needed to think it over.
Scarlett Jennings only realized after leaving that he hadn't followed her, but evidently, Samuel Chalrs didn't intend to join her inside either.
It felt as though his appearance tonight was simply to find her, to say a few words.
That feeling... was very subtle.
Scarlett Jennings had just reached the entrance of the banquet hall, recalling the situation earlier in the hall, deciding that tonight she shouldn't make things difficult for herself.
Just as she was about to find a quiet place downstairs to stay for a while, she heard Violet Allen's slightly exasperated voice from the buffet table downstairs,
"Dad, Mom, you're being too much! This is the banquet for our academy's competition, and you brought soone here for a matchmaking!!"
One sentence caused Scarlett Jennings' footsteps, originally intended to turn, to pause slightly.
The banquet that Donovan Jennings organized not only invited students and teachers from the academy's competition and so people from the Mystical Sect, but also so students' parents living in the Capital tropolitan.
Though most students from the Taoism Academy ca from family traditions, so, like Scarlett Jennings, had no family legacy but joined the Mystical Sect by chance.
Like Ashton Todd.
And also like Violet Allen.
Perhaps understanding the difficulties families lacking any Mystical Sect background faced, Donovan Jennings specially invited those family mbers.
And to prevent those parents from feeling out of place among the Mystical Sect mbers, an additional buffet was arranged on the first floor of the separate level.
On this level, aside from Violet Allen's parents, were a few other parents of students from Capital tropolitan or North City.
Among these people, a young man standing not far from the bar was evidently out of place.
He looked around twenty-four, dressed in a well-fitting suit, glancing towards the staircase, his eyes faintly showing impatience.
With just one look, Scarlett Jennings confird that this was the person Violet Allen ntioned, brought by Mr. and Mrs. Allen... the matchmaking candidate.
Over there, Violet Allen was still arguing with her parents, who thought such events were ant for socializing, so bringing a young man was no problem.
They were ordinary people who didn't understand the Mystical Sect, but because their daughter was a Life Impermanence, they forced themselves to understand a bit more.
This understanding worried the couple.
Not to ntion the "Life Impermanence" profession; if relatives knew, they might think it was unlucky. But if their daughter kept pursuing this Life Impermanence thing, how would she ever get married?
Worried that their daughter's field and career might hinder her future marriage prospects, they started arranging matchmakings for her as soon as she began at the Taoism Academy.
And Lance Carew was the one they carefully selected, thinking he suited her in every way.
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