The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill novel Chapter 78

Jonah stepped forward and picked up the phone from the table. It was covered in a thick layer of dust. Beneath it, a folded piece of paper caught his eye.

Lily picked it up and read it aloud. Scarlett said, "I don't care for phones with trackers. Having a family like you is the worst luck imaginable!"

Jonah snatched the note from her hands, crumpling it angrily in his fist.

"Scarlett really doesn't care about us at all! Even if the place she's living in is rough, couldn't she have just told us?

"She insists on suffering out there, waiting for us to find her. Does she seriously think we'd feel sorry for her? Ha! Hilarious! I won't feel sorry for her, not one bit!"

Jonathan pinched the bridge of his nose, a headache beginning to form. "Go upstairs and tidy up a room. We're bringing Scarlett back."

Jonah struggled to hold back his anger. "Jonathan, Scarlett's the one who ran away and said all those awful things! She doesn't even consider us family! Why should we bring her back?

"If we bring her back, won't it show that the Quinn family actually cares about her? I can't stand that self-righteous, scheming girl!"

Jonathan sighed. Though they were wrong for putting a tracker on her phone, she shouldn't have said such harsh words.

Scarlett had picked up all sorts of rough habits from the countryside. She could casually say the most vile and unpleasant things.

Indeed, they couldn't let her think the Quinn family was desperate for her.

That would only give her more confidence, and who knew what other hurtful things she might say in the future to harm them?

"Then let her stay out there a little longer. But we need to prepare a proper room for her. When she comes back and apologizes, she can't be allowed to live in such a terrible place again."

When Scarlett left, she'd complained about the storage room she was staying in, saying it was dirty and messy, but they hadn't taken her complaints seriously.

This was the Quinn residence, home to the wealthiest family in Yendale, covering several thousand square meters in the heart of the city, where land was incredibly expensive.

Even the dirtiest, most cluttered storage room would be a thousand times better than the small, cramped space she used to live in.

But who could have guessed that this storage room wasn't just dirty and messy? It was also dark and cramped...