Chapter 6 The Little Sister Learns to Tattle

Emma White never expected that the person who had just been driven out of her home would reappear in the Jennings Family's garden within less than an hour.

Shock was evident on Emma White's face. In just a second, her gaze involuntarily fell on the middle-aged woman beside her, who was obviously dressed like a nanny, and she instantly understood.

This woman must be Scarlett Garrison's birth mother.

A housemaid.

After all, coming from a rural area, finding a decent job would be difficult; serving as a housemaid here was quite respectable.

Isolde Garrison had apparently guessed as much.

She felt disdainful and amused inwardly, but her face showed only sympathy and concern.

"Sister, so your family works here. But this is the Jennings Family's place—you must be careful not to touch anything. It would be terrible to cause them trouble."

The butler, who was leading the way, heard this and grimaced slightly, about to explain something, when Scarlett Garrison spoke up indifferently,

"Don't bother."

She paused, then her clear, bright almond eyes shifted from behind Isolde, to the faint grey shadow that was almost clinging to her back. Scarlett raised her eyebrows slightly and said,

"If I were you, I'd be staying at home right now. Not wandering around aimlessly."

Back home, she had left behind the Protective Magical Artifact she made, which would keep ordinary ghosts at bay. But away from there, it was a different story.

Emma White saw that her attitude was still infuriating, even after acknowledging only a nanny as her mother, and her face nearly contorted with anger. However, considering the Jennings Family's butler was present, she managed to restrain herself, turning to advise Isolde instead,

"Isolde, you're good-natured, but you must also distinguish who's worth it. Wasting your words on an ungrateful wretch is pointless."

She then turned to the butler to explain in a helpless tone,

"How embarrassing. This is a child that our family adopted. It's disheartening that after all the effort raising her, she turns her back on us once she finds her birth parents. She was always misbehaving, clumsy with everything. We might have toleranted her in our own home, but in someone else's, who knows what trouble she might cause."

Emma White looked genuinely worried, but her implicit message was almost plain—keeping such a person might spell trouble for the Jennings Family.

The butler inwardly felt shaken.

Does Mrs. Garrison not realize that this lady in front of us is the Jennings Family's daughter who was finally found after much effort?

To slander the young lady right in front of him, the butler, made him wonder what kind of life she had previously endured with the Garrison Family.

The butler, who initially treated the visitor with the utmost hospitality due to the Garrison Family's care for the young lady, now turned colder.

Emma White, believing the butler's coldness towards Scarlett was because he took her words to heart, sneered inside.

She wanted to see this ungrateful wretch thrown out, to see if she would dare to have the same attitude towards her in the future.

As for giving up the representative spot, Emma White felt that with the Jennings Family's backing, there was no need to waste words with her—a mere spot, Isolde wanted, she could simply take.

The housemaid, who had stood quiet ever since Emma White and Isolde approached, hadn't made a sound. Jennings Family had many rules, and servants generally didn't speak casually with guests.

But the more she listened to the guest's words, the more they seemed off.

What she said... seemed to refer to the Jennings Family's daughter who had just been found.

Oh, this...

Unable to help himself, the butler began to speak, "Mrs. Garrison, Miss Garrison, you..."

He barely started when another voice interrupted.

"What's going on?"

It was Donovan Jennings, who had finished his phone call and come looking. Spotting Scarlett Garrison surrounded by these people, he quickened his pace subconsciously and swiftly approached the group.

The moment Isolde Garrison saw Donovan Jennings, it was almost as if her vision brightened.

Emma White similarly sized up the young man in front of her, her gaze sweeping over the diamond cufflinks and the million-dollar watch on his wrist, secretly guessing which young master of the Jennings Family he might be.

Upon seeing Donovan Jennings, the butler's expression became more serious. Just as he was about to reply, he realized that his young master was asking about the elder miss and thus pursed his lips without answering.

Scarlett Garrison didn't know if it was because of Donovan Jennings's previous defense of her or something else, but when he asked her this way, as if compelled by a Ghost Messenger, she couldn't help but tattle,

"Oh, they were just squeezing my feet into tight shoes a moment ago."

With one sentence, succinct and incisive, the air suddenly plunged into a strange silence.

Emma White, coming to her senses, immediately screamed, "What nonsense are you spouting, you ungrateful girl?!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to strike Scarlett Garrison.

Donovan Jennings, who was initially amused by his sister "tattling" to him, saw Emma White's action, and the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly turned cold.

However, before he could react, he saw his supposedly pitiful little sister quickly raise her hand and grab Emma White's raised wrist with precision and decisiveness.

Her sudden action not only startled him, but evidently, Emma White too was taken aback, as if she didn't expect Scarlett to fight back and tried to pull her hand away instinctively.

But Scarlett Garrison, who seemed to be holding on lightly, had an unmistakable strength in her grip, and Emma White couldn't shake her off for the moment.

Taking advantage of holding her hand, Scarlett Garrison turned a cold gaze towards Emma White,

"Don't forget, I'm no longer a daughter of the Garrison Family, and I will no longer let you beat and scold me as you please."

As she spoke, she promptly let go, and Emma White, struggling due to the unexpected release, staggered backwards.

"Mom!"

Isolde exclaimed in alarm and hurriedly reached out to steady Emma White, who almost faltered and fell. When she turned her head to look at Scarlett Garrison, her face was filled with disbelief,

"Sister, no matter what, mom raised you. How can you lay a hand on her just because you disagree? You... you've gone too far!"

Even in such a moment, Isolde relentlessly tried to smear ointment in Scarlett Garrison's eyes.

After all, no one would believe in the character of someone who would lay a hand on the foster mother who raised her.

Scarlett Garrison was truly sick of Isolde's hypocritical charade. She raised her almond eyes and retorted without courtesy,

"Which eye of yours saw me laying a hand on her? You're blind, but don't think everyone is as blind as you."

Donovan Jennings listened from the side, his eyes brimming with amusement.

He never expected his sister, who always seemed obedient and easy to bully, to be so sharp in her retorts.

Not bad, truly worthy of being a Jennings child.

While he was interestedly listening, Emma White became furiously angry because Scarlett Garrison dared to fight back; she raised her, and she should stand still and let her hit her!

And now, not only did she dare to resist, but she also dared to scold Isolde. Without caring that this was the Jennings Family's territory, Emma pushed Isolde aside and rushed toward Scarlett Garrison.

"You ungrateful brat! You little slut..."

Scarlett Garrison looked on emotionlessly, taking a step back as if to act, but unexpectedly, a figure stepped in front of her even faster, shielding her with his body.

The man's broad and upright silhouette conveyed a solid sense of security.

The smile that had been in his eyes was now completely gone, replaced by an imposing aura around him, chilly and startling.

"This is the Jennings Family's home, not a place where you can run wild."