The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Chapter 398: She Just Didn’t Make it Back

Kingston Jennings’ room was located on the topmost floor, in the farthest corner. It was the same type of suite as the others, with a small study outside. The study contained nothing but a vintage bookshelf and a long desk.

On a small rack on the desk sat transparent bottles filled with various natural pigments, some still resembling their original mineral forms.

Scarlett Jennings wasn’t very knowledgeable about pigments. Her glance skimmed over them, recognizing only a few common ones like Vermillion, Coral, and Lapis Lazuli.

Outside the window, the sunlight was bright, spilling onto half of the room.

The reason it was only half was because the curtains were partially drawn.

He stood at the clear dividing line between light and shadow, painting.

The painting was in the illuminated space, while he remained in the darkness.

This was the scene Scarlett Jennings walked into.

Perhaps Nathan White’s treatment had alleviated Kingston’s physical pain enough to spark his interest. His gaze was heavy as he stared at the canvas, but his hand moved casually, a few strokes sketching out small fish.

Scarlett stood to the side and waited for a moment. Seeing him leisurely draw little fish without any sign of stopping, she spoke directly,

"Who made your substitute doll for you?"

The pen on Kingston’s fish paused slightly before he switched pens to color the fish, as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Scarlett pressed on,

"I know you didn’t tell the truth earlier. You don’t want to bring it up in front of the family, so I came to ask you privately."

Mainly because Second Uncle is really annoying.

If she’d asked in front of the family just now, she probably wouldn’t have gotten far before he’d interject, trying to educate his son, which wouldn’t help at all and would only waste time.

Scarlett thought that asking him alone might make him willing to disclose something.

But Kingston only glanced at her sideways, finally setting down his fish, and walked over to start fiddling with his pigments.

At times like this, the advantage of being mute became evident.

When he didn’t want to answer, he could justify not speaking.

Scarlett didn’t understand, but she could see that his gaze held no malice, and none of the targeting or impatience that Adam and Chase had shown initially.

After a moment of thought, Scarlett decided to provoke him with words,

"Whoever helped you make the substitute doll and let you use it to ward off evil spirits clearly acted irresponsibly. If you ever deal with them again, you should be more cautious."

As expected, this statement made Kingston finally stop what he was doing. Turning around, his expression darkened slightly, and he swiftly gestured at her.

Scarlett met his gaze boldly, "I don’t understand sign language. Type it out."

Kingston gave her a glance but still picked up his phone, tapping away quickly before staring intently at Scarlett.

[She wasn’t irresponsible.]

You can’t say that about her.

"She? Who is she?"

Scarlett successfully got him to respond, so she certainly wouldn’t let the opportunity slip away.

But Kingston looked at her and typed again.

[You really want to know?]

As Scarlett was about to answer, she saw his next message already appear.

[I’m not going to tell you.]

Scarlett: ...

This cousin of hers—was he teasing her?

Yet his expressionless demeanor made it seem unlikely.

Scarlett wanted to push further, but he had already put down his phone and stopped typing.

When he said he wouldn’t tell, he really wouldn’t tell.

Scarlett found herself at a loss with him.

If it were Adam or Chase, she could still use certain "methods."

But with Kingston, she felt it wasn’t necessary.

Fine. Let it be.

Scarlett turned to leave, but just as she reached the door, she suddenly heard a mechanical electronic voice from behind.

[Do you know why my parents divorced?]

Scarlett assumed he was purely curious and wanted to know the reason. She did know the reason, but she wasn’t sure whether she should tell him.

After all, the truth was quite disturbing.

Before Scarlett could make up her mind, Kingston’s voice cut through again.

[I know why.]

Scarlett froze and looked into Kingston’s slightly darkened eyes. Just one glance told her he truly knew the inside story.