Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Mystic Regulation Office on the Case, Hands on Your Head and Down!
Seeing Scarlett Jennings stand up to go out, a hint of pain flashed in Luca Jennings’s eyes.
“Hold on, let’s eat first before you go.”
The child just walked in.
It’s not like it can be born right away, right?
Michael Jennings made a mess of his own, now it’s his daughter who’s having to clean up.
Adam Jennings wanted to say something but felt he wasn’t in a position to speak.
Scarlett Jennings wasn’t supposed to skip meals to solve her dad’s problems.
Scarlett glanced at him and then turned to Luca Jennings,
“I’ll try to be back before dinner.”
She paused and turned to Adam,
“Once this problem is solved, I want 30% of Uncle’s entertainment company shares.”
Adam’s cheek muscles twitched, thinking Scarlett Jennings was still her bold self.
But on second thought, she initially asked her dad for the entire company, now she only wants 30%—isn’t this a familial discount?
Thinking of his father, who was in a coma with a snake fetus, Adam hesitated little,
“Alright! If Dad wakes up and doesn’t agree, I’ll give you my share.”
“You don’t need to.”
Old Sir Jiang spoke up, looking at Scarlett, “I’ll promise you on behalf of Michael, the shares and reward, he won’t dare to deny you.”
He paused and added,
“Be careful, your safety is the most important.”
Scarlett smiled slightly, raised her hand, and turned to leave. Jasmine Hamilton saw this and followed without hesitation.
Mr. Wen had told her to follow.
As Scarlett got into the car, Luca had already sent the address of the club Michael Jennings visited.
She thought for a bit and then called Dashiell.
Though Dashiell was a minor, the Flood Dragon naturally suppresses snakes, making it easier to locate them.
Dashiell, hearing there was fun to be had, came without saying another word.
Upon hearing Scarlett mention that Michael Jennings had a fetal soul from a serpent spirit inside his abdomen, Dashiell suddenly understood,
“Oh! It’s that little thing’s issue, I know about it.”
Dashiell sensed that Michael had something inside him from day one—it was a serpent spirit’s fetal soul.
After all, one of the conditions for Dashiell’s stay at the Chalmers Family was to help watch over the Jennings Family when Scarlett was not around.
So, as soon as a fetal soul’s aura appeared in the Jennings Family, he detected it immediately.
But he hadn’t told Scarlett, rationalizing,
“You don’t like your uncle, right? I thought that thing wouldn’t kill him for the time being, let him suffer a bit longer.”
Dashiell said this with an expression that seemed to want praise for being considerate.
Scarlett: …
Yeah, the kid’s growing up, has his own thoughts, needs encouragement.
The three quickly arrived at the club that Michael Jennings frequented.
The club was membership-based, requiring not just a hefty fee but also a member recommendation.
Though Scarlett wasn’t a member, it didn’t matter because Luca had already called the club’s owner to notify them.
As soon as the trio reached the door, they were promptly greeted by a manager with a confident attitude,
“Miss Jennings, are these two your friends? I’ve arranged a private room, please follow me.”
The manager wore a courteous smile as they led the trio inside, glancing at Dashiell, who was underage, and promptly disregarding the club’s no-minors policy.
The boss only said to treat guests politely and try to fulfill whatever requests made.
The manager dared not delay.
After all, everyone knew that Miss Jennings wasn’t just the daughter of the Jennings Family; she was also a renowned genius Mystic Master.
The manager was worried that something unclean had entered the club.
As this thought flashed through their mind, Scarlett casually remarked,
“Your place is thick with demon energy.”
Manager: ???
Not unclean then?
Jasmine Hamilton, standing behind Scarlett, seriously affirmed, “This should be the place.”
Dashiell, knowing Jasmine Hamilton’s background, was even more eager and pointed directly,
“Scarlett, over there!”
The manager was bewildered but seeing Scarlett head towards where the boy pointed, didn’t dare to stop her and followed closely behind.
Since it was daytime, there weren’t many people in the club.
As Scarlett’s group approached the bar, they spotted a man dressed as a waiter at the far end of the counter.
The man had long and narrow eyes, looked delicately handsome—a prerequisite for working at a high-end club was good looks.
He had obviously sensed Dashiell’s presence as they approached, and as their eyes met across the counter for a second, the man turned to run.
Just as Scarlett was about to make a move, Dashiell darted out like an arrow, shouting,
“Mystic Regulation Office! Halt! Hands on your head, get down!”
Actual Mystic Regulation Office members Scarlett Jennings and Jasmine Hamilton: ???
You’re the Mystic Regulation Office, then what are we?
Fortunately, Dashiell was indeed capable.
Whether it was due to Flood Dragon’s suppression over snakes or the mere mention of the Mystic Regulation Office, the serpent demon was soon dragged back.
Demons mingling in human society might not know the Security Bureau, but they must know the Mystic Regulation Office.
The manager was still in shock, staring at the waiter in disbelief, so this… this is the demon?
No wonder he looked like a celebrity!
Tha manager felt he had struck gold!
Scarlett hadn’t intended to stir conflict; seeing the man no longer attempting to escape, she led everyone to the private room arranged by the manager.
Once inside, Scarlett signaled Dashiell to release him and asked,
“Are you the one who placed the serpent spirit’s fetal soul in my uncle’s stomach?”
The man didn’t initially understand what had provoked the Mystic Regulation Office, but hearing about the fetal soul, he was suddenly aware and looked at Scarlett in surprise,
“Are you related to that man?”
The aura around the woman marked her as part of the Mystical Sect, and he was unhappy about it.
“If you wanted me, why involve the Mystic Regulation Office to catch me?”
This wasn’t honorable!
Scarlett glanced at him and simply took out a Mystic Regulation Office badge.
“I am the Mystic Regulation Office.”
Man: …
Although surprised a Mystic Master could be part of the Mystic Regulation Office, with the badge marked by a Great Demon’s stamp, he didn’t dare question.
His attitude softened considerably,
“I didn’t know the man was your uncle, nor did I intend to harm him.”
He paused, carefully observing Scarlett’s expression, and said,
“I just saw his male body pregnancy, unique constitution, and thought to use his belly to nurture my child’s fetal soul.”
Of course, he wasn’t going to randomly pick just anyone to nurture his child’s fetal soul.
Firstly, Michael Jennings had a unique constitution, and secondly, he had drunk and adamantly rejected a female actor’s advances; the demon saw him as someone principled, hence suitable to nurture his child’s soul.
That’s why he selected him.
Scarlett wasn’t surprised to hear that Michael’s body reflected a male pregnancy, being affected by demon energy from the Deer Demon, which indeed could make him appear fertile.
Understanding the reason and finding the serpent demon not difficult, Scarlett chose not to escalate, asking him,
“What’s your name?”
“Rose Spencer,” the serpent demon said.
The trio was taken aback, Dashiell more so incredulous,
“Say your name again!?”
“Rose- Spencer, my name.”
The serpent demon repeated earnestly, and the trio remained silent.
Spencer.
What… an exquisite name.