The room stretched out before Scarlett, easily over 3,000 square feet. It was at least 30 or 40 times bigger than the tiny storage room she had lived in for a year. The furnishings were complete. There was a mounted TV, a plush recliner, a full computer setup, a luxurious writing desk, an ergonomic lounge chair, and even fitness equipment. And there was an enormous Eurofian-style princess bed, draped in soft pink and white gauzy curtains. The mattress was covered in silky sheets and fluffy blankets, while the floor beneath was layered with a thick, snow-white fur rug that looked ridiculously expensive. Scarlett couldn’t help but kick off her shoes and sink her toes into the soft carpet. Only then did she notice two additional doors tucked off to the side. She pushed them open one by one. One led to a sprawling bathroom, grander and more luxurious than Lily’s. In the center sat a massive soaking tub, easily large enough to fit three people. The second door opened into a walk-in closet, extending at least 30 feet deep. Both sides were lined with empty, open wardrobes, waiting to be filled. Everything about the place was so extravagant, it was almost surreal. After wandering around for a bit, Scarlett gradually calmed herself down. Well, if someone wanted to offer her such a nice place to live, she would be a fool to say no. At least the Stroud family wasn’t like the Quinn family, who treated her like a gold-digger the moment she stepped through the door. On the other hand, the Stroud family seemed to trust her without reservation. Since it was still early, she turned on the computer and planned to search for some Elite Math papers. Maybe it was just her imagination, but the computer here somehow seemed to pull up resources that were more complete and accurate than any she’d ever used before. After working through a few problems, Scarlett’s stomach started growling. She remembered she had a takeout meal she’d brought in earlier and quickly headed to the living room to find it. Sure enough, the food was still there. A maid approached her with a warm smile. “Ms. Quinn, this must be the food you brought in, right? Are you hungry? I can have the chef heat it up for you,” she offered kindly. Scarlett nodded as she replied, “Yes, please. Thank you so much.” The maid beamed even brighter. It was the first time anyone had ever thanked her so sincerely in this house. Although she didn’t know exactly who Scarlett was, being someone Xavier personally welcomed was more than enough to earn her respect. She couldn’t help but feel a growing fondness for Scarlett. The maid picked up the takeout bag and led Scarlett toward the kitchen. As they walked, they chatted lightly, and Scarlett learned that the maid’s last name was Collins. Jane Collins had worked here for over 20 years, following in the footsteps of her parents, grandparents, and even great-grandparents. Her children would eventually come to work here too. Those who worked here were usually part of a long line of family tradition, with the role passed down from generation to generation. Scarlett found it unbelievable. Even becoming a maid required a legacy? This place truly felt less like a mansion and more like a private empire. When they reached the kitchen, Scarlett was once again stunned into silence. Jane explained that there was only one kitchen in the building. In other words, each building had its own kitchen. The space was vast and breathtaking, so refined it could rival the royal kitchens. Two chefs were already busy inside, artfully plating several dishes. Scarlett asked curiously, “Is someone else having dinner this late?” Jane smiled. “They’re preparing a late supper for Mr. Xavier, Mr. Percy, and you, Ms. Quinn.” Scarlett kept her face neutral but felt a trickle of sweat run down her back. She had assumed she’d be skipping dinner tonight. But clearly, the household had already anticipated everything. “Ms. Quinn, you have five dishes here,” Jane said gently. “Would you like everything heated up, or just one or two items?” Scarlett flushed a little. “Just the beef stew, please. You can put the others in the fridge for tomorrow.” Jane handed the food over to the chefs to prepare. One of the chefs glanced at Scarlett, but said nothing and got to work. Scarlett made her way back to her bedroom. Before long, her late-night meal was brought in. It was a perfectly warmed beef stew, along with a balanced meal of two light side dishes, a hearty soup, and a small fruit platter.
The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill
Status: Ongoing
