Chapter 2 - 2 2 That Mountain Belongs to Our Family

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Timothy Garrison, who had been silent, finally spoke, his youthful features mirroring those of his father, carrying a trace of dissatisfaction and heartache, “Scarlett, that belongs to Isolde. When did you become so greedy and insatiable?” Scarlett Garrison’s hand, hanging by her side, secretly clenched, then she heard him add, “If you listen obediently and give the spot to Isolde, I can persuade mom and dad to let you stay.” Josiah Garrison thought he was giving her the best choice, and she should be grateful. Timothy Garrison also said, “Although you are adopted, I have always treated you as my own daughter. Our Garrison Family is a decent family, not the kind to let our daughter go back to her birth parents without even taking her luggage. Your biological parents don’t have good conditions, you should bring what you need.” However, he did not mention a word about giving her the bracelet. Isolde Garrison also spoke up at this time, with grievance, “Sister, I know you really want this bracelet, but, after all, it’s something from grandma... how about this, I can transfer you some money? Is ten thousand enough? If not, twenty thousand?” The implication was clearly saying she wanted the bracelet to sell for money. Scarlett Garrison immediately glared coldly at Isolde Garrison. Isolde Garrison shivered at her glance, shrinking slightly. Scarlett Garrison looked at the three people in front of her, her expression very indifferent, and spoke decisively and unequivocally, “I don’t need your money, and I don’t need you to speak for me to stay.” Once, to gain their approval, she learned etiquette, made amulets for them with her own hands, treated them genuinely as her real family, doing her best for them, but never received a true heart in return. Even when she nearly died for Isolde Garrison, she couldn’t get even a glance from them. Such a family, she would never cherish again. Josiah Garrison’s face turned a bit unsightly at her unwavering refusal, thinking Scarlett Garrison truly did not know what was good for her. Without the Garrison Family, what good days could she possibly have? Emma White blocked in front of Isolde Garrison, angrily reprimanding, “Josiah, why are you telling her this? Even if she cries to give up her spot now, our family won’t want her! She had better not even think of taking a single thing from the Garrison Family!” Seeing this, Isolde Garrison approached again, trying to persuade, but used a voice only the two of them could hear, with a somewhat proud gloat, “Sister, I forgot to tell you, Patterson confessed to me the day before yesterday. We plan to get engaged in a few days. I know you always liked Patterson, but I still hope you bless us.” Scarlett Garrison looked at her boastful face, expressionlessly asking her back, “Who told you I like him?” Isolde Garrison was startled, obviously not expecting such a reaction. In her imagination, hearing one’s crush confess to someone else, Scarlett Garrison ought to be so devastated she’d fall to her knees in tears, shouldn’t she? Scarlett Garrison just looked at her with eyes as if watching a fool, “Even though you’re blind, I will still bless you, after all, when two pests are together, they can’t harm others anymore.” That’s good. Isolde Garrison’s pupils shrank at her words, almost changing her expression. Scarlett Garrison no longer paid her any attention, instead, she looked at the other members of the Garrison family, “I will repay the upbringing expenses from childhood. From now on, I have no relation to your family anymore.” The Garrison Family calculated her fate chart, she severed this connection, and the calamities Isolde used her to shield in the past would double back onto Isolde herself in the future. Repaying the upbringing expenses, she rendered the debt of nurturing from the Garrison Family. All favors and causalities were cut off; even if she acted against the Garrison Family in the future, she would bear no karmic debts. She took a final glance at the bracelet on Isolde’s wrist and said, “You won’t be able to keep this bracelet. It won’t be long before I make you return it to me personally.” After saying this, Scarlett Garrison, without any lingering attachment, walked out of the Garrison’s villa gate alone. Emma White looked at her retreating back, so angry she could hardly find the words. “See, truly a thankless wretch! If it weren’t for Isolde’s sake, I’d have driven her out long ago!” Isolde Garrison soothed her anger by wrapping her arm around her, “Sister probably just found out she’s being sent back to such a poor place and couldn’t accept it for a moment. Mom, don’t be angry with her.” “You, you’re just too kind,” Emma White said helplessly, looking at her younger daughter, then glanced in the direction Scarlett Garrison left, cursing under her breath, “Getting hit like that and not dying or getting hurt, it must be some monster possessing her. Luckily, we got rid of her just in time, or who knows how she’d harm our family.” “Alright, enough, stop talking,” Timothy Garrison spoke in a deep voice, decisively ending the topic. The Garrison family of four did not know that just when Scarlett Garrison stepped out of the Garrison family garden, the sun that hung over them seemed to be covered by dark clouds, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a couple of degrees. In the shadowy corners, there seemed to be a rustling sound of laughter and discussion. “She left, she finally left.” “This house is ours now, hee hee hee.” ... Scarlett Garrison walked towards the villa area gate, under the scorching sun overhead, yet no sign of heat appeared on her, not even a bead of sweat at her temple, as if her body automatically warded off the summer heat. She pulled out her phone from her pocket, Timothy Garrison had previously given her contact information for her biological parents, but she had not yet contacted them. Scarlett Garrison knew little about her biological parents. But living in the mountains, being not wealthy was a certainty; the college entrance exam just ended, after university, if her biological parents couldn’t afford to support her education, she could find a way to earn money herself. As for worrying about being sold off to marriage after going back, Scarlett Garrison never feared such a thing. In this world, there probably wasn’t anyone who could sell her. As she was thinking about this, she found the phone number, ready to press the call button, when she heard a loud commotion from the helipad not far away. Raising her eyes, she saw not far from the helipad, dozens of black helicopters were landing in orderly fashion. The villa area where the Garrison house was located, though not the top villa area in the city, often had luxury cars coming and going, but having over a dozen private helicopters landing at once was a first for Scarlett Garrison. She assumed it was some rich owner in the community showing off and was about to leave. But unexpectedly, as she moved to the side, the guards from those dozen helicopters ran up like a military formation, lining up in front of her in two rows. Then, the helicopter doors opened, and pilots clad in black suits with white gloves quickly disembarked and stood in formation, evidently well-trained. At this moment, the door of the central helicopter slowly opened. Scarlett Garrison saw first a long leg clad in dark gray suit trousers step out, the man walking down from the cabin, tall and slender, wearing a well-tailored same-color suit, which made his exceptionally handsome features appear even more noble and elegant. The man looked at her, walked slowly closer, then spoke, his voice low and pleasant, “Scarlett Garrison?” Scarlett Garrison observed the familiar similarities in his features to hers, vaguely guessing his identity, “I am.” The man glanced at the phone in her hand that was still at the dialing interface, tut-tutted, reached out, and suddenly pressed the call button for her. The next second, a melodious mobile ring tone sounded from his pocket, he took out his phone, held the caller display interface in front of Scarlett Garrison, accommodating her height, slightly bent down, and smiled, “Nice to meet you, I am your brother, Donovan Jennings.” Scarlett Garrison: ... Scarlett Garrison silently assessed the extremely handsome “brother” in front of her, then looked past him at the helicopter fleet and the well-trained pilots and bodyguards behind him, and finally found her voice, “I heard, my parents live in the mountains...” Implying, this scene doesn’t seem like my family at all. Donovan Jennings thought she was going to say something and just replied, “The home is indeed in the mountains.” Paused, then added, “But that mountain is our family’s.” Scarlett Garrison: ... So, her biological parents’ family was not only not poor, but... they also owned an entire mountain? Who could privately own an entire mountain? Does the nation even allow that?

Chapter 2 - 2 2 That Mountain Belongs to Our Family

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