The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Almost Became a Worshipper of the Wicked God

Chapter 74 -74: Almost Became a Worshipper of the Wicked God

Lydia Patterson was visibly stunned when that gust of Shadow Energy slammed against her face.

It wasn’t that the wind hurt; on the contrary, aside from a slight chill, it didn’t feel like much of anything.

She was mainly shocked by her grandmother’s sudden shift in demeanor.

This, this, this…

“I… Scarlett, she… she likes me… She used to follow me around every day…”

For the first time, Lydia realized just how clumsy her tongue could be.

Scarlett Jennings couldn’t even be bothered to look at her. Her delicate, refined face was as cold as ice.

The old lady glanced between her granddaughter’s flustered state and Scarlett’s frosty demeanor. Recalling what Scarlett had just said, she immediately understood everything and felt a surge of frustration, like iron that couldn’t be forged into steel.

“That girl from the Garrison Family was only looking out for you because of me, because of the bond I had with her grandmother. Do you really think she likes you?!”

The old lady’s bluntness left Lydia stunned once more.

“Looking out for me? You… you asked her to?”

Even if Lydia wanted to deny it, she couldn’t bring herself to doubt her grandmother’s words.

It wasn’t as if Scarlett would deny her feelings to the point of dragging Lydia’s grandmother into some elaborate act, right?

Suddenly, her heart sank.

“Grandma, what’s really going on here? Why…”

She couldn’t understand why her grandmother, who should have passed on, was still lingering instead of moving on to reincarnation. And why would she go so far as to ask someone to watch over her?

Besides, from Scarlett’s abilities, it was clear she was well-versed in Mystical Techniques.

For someone like that to be watching over her, what reason could there possibly be?

The old lady couldn’t bear to see her precious granddaughter so visibly distraught. Sighing, she reluctantly recounted what had happened.

After she died, she had been unable to move on because her family was still constantly on her mind.

Her spirit had lingered in the household, occasionally watching over her son and granddaughter in the quiet of night. Even though they could neither see her nor sense her presence, she cherished every glimpse she could steal of them.

That was how things were—until one day, over six months ago.

She discovered, to her alarm, that her granddaughter had somehow become tainted with a potent and malignant Shadow Energy.

But it wasn’t just any Shadow Energy. This one resembled a lethal death curse, its venomous weight unmistakable.

Though she was a ghost, she was still a novice spirit. Having remained confined to their home, pampered by incense offerings, she had virtually no mana to speak of.

Seeing her beloved granddaughter being consumed by Shadow Energy, she panicked but had no idea what to do. All she could do was follow Lydia to and from school every day.

And that’s how she unexpectedly encountered Scarlett Jennings at the school.

At first, Scarlett thought the Shadow Energy clinging to Lydia originated from her grandmother. Out of kindness, she had offered a few words of caution.

After all, it wasn’t uncommon for spirits unwilling to part with loved ones to unwittingly burden them with Shadow Energy by staying too close.

But she hadn’t anticipated that her passing remarks would lead the old lady to latch onto her.

Once the grandmother learned Scarlett was a Garrison, she immediately invoked the friendship she had shared with the late Garrison matriarch, persuading Scarlett to help cleanse her granddaughter of the Shadow Energy.

“We were lucky to have run into that Garrison girl. She understands these things, and I had no choice but to beg her for help,”

the old lady explained,

“At the time, you had clearly come into contact with something vile. That Shadow Energy was a marker placed on you, meant to ensure your untimely death so it could take over your body.”

Lydia could hardly believe that something this sinister was lurking just beneath the surface. And all the while, she had been totally oblivious.

Or maybe not entirely.

Thinking back, she did recall feeling off during that period—difficulty sleeping, a persistent chill in her body.