The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill 28

At the time, Xavier was already disoriented and couldn’t understand how she managed to get him to shore. All he remembered was waking up to find her blowing air into his mouth. He couldn’t control himself and vomited up whatever water had filled his lungs. His injuries were too severe, and even though he tried to focus, he couldn’t make out her face. All he could hear were her words, chattering in his ear. “Why are you racing at such a young age? Seriously, are you trying to get yourself killed? If it weren’t for me, Scarlett Quinn, you’d be dead a hundred times over. Ugh, these injuries are so bad. Hey, how do you unlock your phone? I can’t figure it out! Alright, let me take care of your leg first. Hang in there!” After a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew! Finally got you back. Stay here, I’ll go get help to carry you. You’re badly hurt, you need to get to the hospital right away.” Through his blurry vision, he saw her skip away with a little backpack behind her. He tried to call her name, but all that came out was a weak whisper. “Scarlett…” Before she could return, his men found him. He was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. Later, his personal doctor told him it was a miracle he survived. Even the people who were at the scene weren’t sure they could have saved him. The private doctor even suggested that it must have been a highly skilled traditional medicine practitioner who saved him. The acupuncture technique used to stop the bleeding was something only an expert could perform. He told the doctor that the person who saved him was a little girl, only about seven or eight years old. The doctor didn’t believe him, claiming he must have suffered brain damage and was hallucinating. Xavier was certain it wasn’t a hallucination. The sound of her voice was so vivid, and the warm, soft sensation of her lips against his was something he could never have imagined. As soon as he recovered, he returned to the mountain to search for her, but found nothing. Over the years, he often dreamed of her, constantly sketching her innocent face. Then, today, he finally met her again. At first, he thought it was just someone who looked like her, but when she introduced herself as Scarlett, he was almost certain it was her. She had grown up, but she hadn’t changed much. She was still as graceful and beautiful as a mermaid who had stepped onto land. However, there was something more somber about her now. She wasn’t as cheerful or carefree as before. She was distant and aloof. He couldn’t bring himself to approach her, and the cruelest part was that she had forgotten him. Xavier’s eyes dimmed. He carefully gathered the sketches and locked them away in a coded cabinet. Only then did he grab a finance book and quietly leave the study. Meanwhile, over at Quinn Manor, the eldest son of the Quinn family, Jonathan, had just gotten home from work when Jonah came looking for him. “Jonathan, did Mr. Stroud from the Capitol come to Yendale?” Jonah asked. Jonathan paused for a moment. “I haven’t received any notice.” “I saw him today. He turned out to be Percy Stroud’s guardian. Could Mr. Stroud be from Yendale? How come we didn’t know about it?” Jonah replied. Jonathan was surprised. “Did you see Mr. Stroud today?”