The Ultimate Reborn Heiress (Scarlett) novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Bone Relic

In Western occult circles, it was the kind of object used in forbidden rites–a focus for summoning, binding, or protection purchased at an unspeakable cost.

There was another kind–one already fully bound. No offerings required. All that was needed. was the subject’s birth data, burned together with the bone relic. Then, a drop of blood from the fingertip was placed onto the scorched fragment to seal the bond. Once that was done, the relic would recognize its owner and serve them alone.

Some were crafted to draw wealth. Others to twist luck itself.

In short, each kind had a different function.

The one Zayden carried belonged to this second category—already bound, already obedient. No rituals of upkeep, no sacrifices needed.

Hardly anyone in this world understood the occult arts anymore, so Scarlett had no idea where he had even gotten it.

In fact, in both her last life and this one, no one had ever exposed Zayden for using the pendant.

On set in her previous life, she’d only vaguely noticed a faint red glow seeping from the pendant at his neck and had thought she was imagining it.

She had been a little different even then, able to faintly see traces of energy.

Take the crystal bead passed down from the Sanchezes, for example.

On the surface, it looked like a cheap glass marble, yet she could faintly see a soft glow shimmering over it, thought it was pretty, and wore it around her neck.

Only after being reborn did she realize the glow was spiritual energy.

In her last life, she’d only seen it in vague flashes.

In this life, she saw it crystal clear and understood exactly what it meant.

That was why, knowing what Zayden was wearing, she’d dared to post on Instagram ten days ago, asking if he wasn’t afraid of the backlash.

But there was still one thing she couldn’t quite figure out.

The red aura of that bone relic should have been enough to protect his luck for ten full years.

If during those ten years Zayden had done more good deeds and built backlash afterwards wouldn’t be too severe. Even if he hadn’t, it would s decade–only the eventual rebound would be brutal.

Yet in her last life, after just one year, the charm had turned on him–otherwise he wouldn’t have been exposed for domestic violence, his career wouldn’t have collapsed overnight, and he wouldn’t have ended up broke and washed–up.

So what, exactly, had Zayden run into later in that previous life?

Before Scarlett could chase that thought any further, Michael clapped and said, “Alright, you can take your luggage to your rooms now. Group One is on the first floor, Group Two upstairs. Meet back in the living room in ten minutes.”

All six guests pulled their suitcases down the dim corridor toward their rooms.

Scarlett and the two male guests, Nelson and Adam, traveled light, each with just a single suitcase.

Zayden, Brianna, and influencer Selina, on the other hand, each had two enormous cases piled high with stuff.

Scarlett dragged her suitcase into the first empty room she found, the cameraman trailing after her to film.

The room was bare—so bare it almost echoed. A simple wooden bed frame with a thin mattress, and not even a desk or a bookshelf in sight.

There was also a tiny three–square–meter bathroom tacked on.

There was nothing to really unpack–there wasn’t even a wardrobe to han was there to organize?

Scarlett gave the place a quick once–over, shoved her suitcase into a corner, and headed back out to the living room.

The other five were already gathered there.

No one looked particularly thrilled.

What decent bedding could you possibly buy with 200 dollars?

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