The Ultimate Reborn Heiress (Scarlett) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200 The Scent of a Mark

Scarlett answered him honestly.

“Two days.”

If he didn’t get surgery within two days, it could turn deadly.

Zayden lowered his gaze.

If the pendant was acting up, he couldn’t leave the town yet.

He had to know what was happening.

Zayden asked, “Can we go behind the teaching building? I have something private I need to ask you.”

He kept his voice low when he said it.

Scarlett already knew what he was about to ask.

She didn’t answer. She just stood and followed him around back. The crew tried to trail them, but Scarlett ifted a hand–stop. The cameraman froze and didn’t follow.

Huh?? What secret convo is this? They won’t even let the crew film–Zayden isn’t about to secretly drop to his knees and beg Scarlett to treat him, right?]

With Scarlett’s personality, even if he kneels, “no” still means no.]

Please, I’m dying–what are they saying? Isn’t this a livestream show?! Crew, follow them!]

The crew didn’t budge.

Behind the teaching building.

Zayden stared at Scarlett. “You know the secret of my pendant, don’t you?”

Scarlett didn’t answer that directly. She said, “I know exactly what you want to ask. The object that was supposed to guarantee you ten years of peak luck has suddenly failed. You’re drowning in bad luck, and you want to know why.

“Is it broken? Did someone steal your bone relic? Or … are you wondering if I’m the one who sabotaged you? Though I suspect you already have another candidate in mind.”

Zayden didn’t answer.

He was, in fact, suspecting Hazel.

At first, he hadn’t suspected anything.

But the unluckier he got, the more he noticed one thing–Hazel’s luck kept climbing.

And with that kind of thing, the most obvious sign was a sudden surge of good fortune.

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Finished

At first, it was small stuff–catching fish, getting favored by the townsfolk, digging up a wild ginseng root in the hills.

“Is it Hazel?” Zayden asked. “How did she steal the luck from the bone relic if the finger bone is still inside the pendant?”

Scarlett said, “Cut your finger. Give me a little blood to check. Then, I’ll tell you the truth.”

Zayden didn’t hesitate. He bit his fingertip, and bright red blood welled up and dripped down.

Scarlett looked mildly disgusted. She pulled a card from her pocket and caught two drops.

Then, she lifted it to her nose and sniffed.

Her expression shifted.

There was a faint scent in his blood–one she recognized.

The trace of that scent was eerily similar to what she’d smelled in Yvonne’s blood last week.

She’d caught the same hint in Yvonne’s blood before.

Barely there–just a thread of it.

Back then, she had assumed Yvonne was simply suffering from a rare toxin.

But now, finding that same trace in Zayden’s blood changed everything.

Scarlett’s eyes narrowed. Maybe it wasn’t poison.

Maybe it was a mark.

A signature. A tag.

Because Zayden clearly wasn’t poisoned.

And there was another layer–his blood also carried the scent of a sigil.

A sigil could be drawn on paper.

It could be traced in the air.

Or inked onto skin as a seal.

The medium didn’t matter.

What mattered was the imprint it left behind.

Zayden had been hit with Leona’s transfer sigil, so having sigil–trace in his blood made sense.

But he wasn’t poisoned–yet his blood shared that same faint scent as Yvonne’s.

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So, it looked less like poison … and more like a mark.

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Finished

Yvonne had that mark, too, and someone had clearly done something to her–something that made her skin rot and break down.

Zayden had been tampered with by whatever was behind Leona.

And now he carried a mark as well.

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