The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 1098

Chapter 1098: Chapter 1098: A Three-Year-Old Mother and a Thousand-Year-Old Uncle

"Shut up, stop crying."

Aaron Hearne commanded coldly.

The three-year-old child paused in her crying, glanced up, and then cried even louder.

"Wah wah wah!"

A flash of panic and frustration crossed Aaron’s eyes.

"Stop crying!"

Seeing that she continued to cry without pause, Aaron sighed helplessly, grabbed from behind, and swiftly lifted the little one off the ground.

Magnolia Hearne’s crying stopped as she realized she’d fallen into a broad embrace.

Aaron Hearne moved quickly through the forest with her, arriving in the blink of an eye at a Blossom Valley. He waved his hand, and flower petals danced in the air, gathering into a fox-shaped silhouette that swirled swiftly around Magnolia.

Magnolia had long stopped crying, her big eyes sparkling as she watched the petals twirl, reaching out her small hands to grab them.

Aaron deftly flicked his fingers, and the petal-formed fox dashed away.

With another flick of his fingers, the little one in his arms floated up.

As she moved, she quickly followed the fox into the sea of flowers.

Soon, the cheerful laughter of a child rang joyfully through the valley.

At sunset, Aaron returned to the secluded mountain home where Emily Hearne and Isaac Harper resided, carrying the soundly sleeping child on one arm.

Emily seemed to have been expecting him, and upon seeing her daughter in Aaron’s arms, she merely raised an eyebrow.

Aaron pressed his lips together and passed her sleeping child over directly,

"Yours to take back."

Emily let out a snort of laughter, yet still reached out to take the child, who, upon smelling the familiar scent, shifted slightly in Emily’s arms to a more comfortable position, sleeping sweetly.

As Emily was about to remove a petal stuck on her daughter’s head, a delicate jade fox unexpectedly fell into the little one’s arms.

When Emily looked up, Aaron had already vanished, leaving only a faint echo of his voice on the wind—

"A gift for meeting."

Scarlett Jennings’s divine soul quietly observed, her lips curling up unconsciously. Shortly, the space-time before her shifted again.

The nation lay in ruins, invaded by foreign enemies, and Isaac Harper died in the ensuing chaos.

Emily lost her beloved, her eyes no longer held the tenderness they once had.

She took Magnolia back to the Hearne Clan’s ancestral grounds.

This time, Scarlett’s divine soul didn’t follow them.

Her soul made its way to the battlefield where amidst the blazing fires and scorched earth, she saw another familiar figure—

Ivan.

To be precise, it was Ivan of this timeline.

He stood in a jade-blue brocade robe, so out of place on the desolate battlefield.

On his androgynous face was an expression mingling earthly compassion and silence.

Scarlett’s divine soul instinctively drifted closer to him, but the next moment, she unexpectedly locked eyes with Ivan.

Scarlett was taken aback,

He could see her!

Yet in his eyes, there was a hint of unfamiliarity and scrutiny; evidently, he didn’t recognize her.

With surprise or shock flitting through his eyes, as Scarlett was about to speak, the Ivan before her suddenly vanished, replaced by a sight she recognized—Ivan adorned in an exquisitely embroidered traditional Tang suit.

Unlike before, this Ivan was someone she’d encountered once, with his foxy eyes carrying a hint of allure, he looked at her, clicked his tongue,

"Let’s go, I’ll take you back."

Scarlett was somewhat surprised.

Not only could he see her divine soul, but he was also here specifically to take her back?

"How did you know I was here?"

If he hadn’t come, it was feared her and Samuel’s divine souls might continue to drift through time rifts.

Ivan never made a proactive, costly endeavor.

Nonetheless, this time...

Forget it; ultimately, he owed them.

Scarlett hadn’t anticipated the Underworld actually possessing a branch of Fusang wood, nor that Ivan knew about it.

Recalling the figure who appeared last time in the Ghost Market, Scarlett sensed Ivan’s ties to the Underworld might be deeper than she imagined.

Without further questioning, Scarlett stepped forward, ready to enter the Ghost Gate alongside him, but abruptly, like struck by a thought, she asked,

"How are Samuel Chalmers and Susan?"

At that time, she was swept into the maelstrom, unsure if the two had safely returned.

Since Ivan could find her here, he surely knew about Samuel and Susan’s situation too.

Ivan didn’t hide it from her, simply said,

"The Little Phoenix has returned."

He paused briefly, then added, "As for him, he voluntarily followed you into the time rift, and now his soul, like yours, drifts through time."

Upon hearing this, Scarlett’s heart trembled as she was about to ask further, only to hear Ivan say,

"Rest assured, once in the Underworld, he will sense where your divine soul is and will come to find you actively."

The Underworld, due to the Fusang wood, connects with all space-times; finding someone there is easier than in the Mortal Realm.

Ivan’s words barely concluded when Scarlett, without hesitation, stepped into the Ghost Gate.

She never doubted Ivan’s words.

As the Ghost Gate closed behind her, Scarlett felt the Golden Light Bracelet on her wrist emit a golden glow.

The light formed by the Golden Light connected somewhere in the Underworld, not giving Scarlett the chance to follow it, a familiar golden light flashed before her.

The next moment, a rift in space split open before her, and Samuel Chalmers, bathed in golden light, emerged from the breach...