The Ultimate Reborn Heiress (Scarlett) novel Chapter 20

[No way that’s possible. Even if traditional medicine is amazing, it’s not magic. There’s gotta be at least some kind of scar left.]

The three cameramen following Scarlett, however, all felt a jolt of shock.

The heat–relief pills she’d given them at noon had worked almost freakishly well.

Maybe that scar ointment really could restore her face completely.

The chat exploded into a debate over whether Scarlett’s ointment could actually make someone’s skin perfectly smooth again.

Some viewers even wanted the crew to ask her about it on their behalf.

The production team obviously ignored them, so a few people went straight to Instagram DMs to message Scarlett themselves.

“Nutjobs.”

Brianna was shaking with anger and spun around to leave.

In her eyes, Scarlett had to be crazy. It wasn’t her hand holding the blade that sliced Scarlett’s face–so why was she getting screamed at?

Once Brianna stormed off, Zayden couldn’t exactly linger there either.

He followed after her, heading back to their room to calm her down.

With the eyesores gone, Scarlett happily finished her lunch, polishing off every last grain and drop.

[What the?!]

[How is she eating that much?]

[She already packed it away this morning. I thought she was stress bingeing or something.]

[Production’s just gonna let her eat like that? What if she literally bursts?]

The viewers couldn’t help feeling a bit worried.

Cultivation devoured mental and physical energy–it could only be replenished by food.

Scarlett couldn’t care less what the audience thought. After lunch, she went straight back to her room to cultivate.

During the day, the cameras still followed her into the room, carefully avoiding anything too private.

Only around 8 or 9 p.m. would the cameras be switched off.

Back in her room, she sat cross–legged to cultivate.

The viewers were fascinated, bombarding the chat with guesses about what she was doing.

Haters chimed in, claiming she was just trying to build a shiny new persona.

Around 4 p.m., Scarlett finished her cultivation, took a shower, changed clothes, and headed out to deliver food again.

Seeing her move, the others finally dragged themselves out to work as well.

Zayden and Brianna honestly hadn’t planned on moving at all, but they were here to clean up their image. Afraid of being called lazy online, they forced themselves out the door.

Just like in the morning, Scarlett snatched up four orders at once and stopped checking the app for addresses after that.

She swung onto her little electric scooter and shot off to deliver

By then, the live–room viewership had passed three million.

At that same moment, in an apartment upstairs, a young woman with shoulder–length hair lay on the bedroom floor, tears streaming down her face, her mouth sealed with tape, and her hands tied behind her back.

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