The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Wealth Pillar

Quincy Zimmerman’s gaze flickered slightly when Scarlett Jennings stepped forward. His peripheral vision sneaked a peek at the nearby police officers.

Then, he shuffled over to a photographer still holding a camera by his side and gave him a meaningful look.

The photographer didn’t catch on at first, but when he saw Producer Zimmerman looking like his eye might cramp, he finally got it, and quietly turned on the camera while no one was watching.

Even though the live stream was off, and the show was on the verge of shutting down, they couldn’t miss out on filming the necessary footage before it did.

The two secretly set up the camera, aiming it at Scarlett Jennings on the opposite side.

Scarlett was looking at the old lady in front of her, her almond eyes calm and indifferent,

"You claim that the design was altered to build the house into a child’s grave because the child died midway, but in fact, when the cement was being poured for the foundation, the child was already dead. This house was initially designed to create a Shadow House capable of imprisoning the child’s spirit!"

Upon hearing Scarlett’s words, the old woman was visibly angry,

"You little girl, stop talking nonsense! What do you know?! This is a child of the Silva Family! You dared to have the child’s ’grave’ dug up, you’ll face severe retribution!!"

Faced with the old woman’s accusations, Scarlett remained unfazed.

"Indeed, someone will face retribution, but that person is definitely not me, it’s the entire Silva Family, including you."

"You!!"

"You needn’t be so quick to deny it. If the truth is as you claim, why do you specifically guard near the house, just to keep a close watch over it?"

Upon hearing that the old woman was specifically guarding the house, the faces of the production team and guests turned slightly pale, especially Sebastian.

That day, he had personally seen this old lady staring at them sinisterly from the garden balcony. He originally thought she simply didn’t like strangers coming and going, but he hadn’t expected that she was actually monitoring the house.

"Scarlett Jennings, what on earth is going on?" Sebastian couldn’t stop himself from questioning Scarlett.

Scarlett didn’t bother arguing with the old lady anymore and turned directly to the crowd,

"If my guess is correct, this should be a Wealth Pillar."

The people around, including the police officers nearby, looked bewildered. The concept of a Life Pile was already unfamiliar to them, let alone a Wealth Pillar??

They didn’t understand, but Evander Simpson, who came from a traditional Taoist background, did. His face visibly changed upon hearing Wealth Pillar.

He looked again at the child’s remains sealed in the cement ground, with a revelation mixed with a hint of clear anger.

"What is a Wealth Pillar?" Ariel Zimmerman asked quietly, no longer as brash as before, but rather cautiously.

Evander seemed to take a deep breath before explaining, "A Wealth Pillar is an evil technique within the Mystical Sect, similar to Life Pile. Life Pile is generally used to stabilize all directions and protect descendants, but a Wealth Pillar is purely to accumulate wealth and ensure continuous financial fortune for the family’s descendants."

He paused, his voice turning hoarse, "The difference with Life Pile is that this pillar that gathers wealth must be made from the real bloodline of the person planting the pillar..."

Upon hearing Evander’s explanation, everyone around drew in a sharp breath.

"This method should have initially been successful. The Silva Family amassed a large fortune in a short period thanks to the child, but the Feng Shui Master who assisted them didn’t inform that once a Wealth Pillar is planted,

If the spirit serving as the Life Pillar in the house can no longer sustain the family’s fortune, it will automatically seize the lives of children with the same lineage from the family as a supplement. That Mr. Silva you mentioned, all his children probably died young, didn’t they?"

As Scarlett Jennings spoke, the old lady, who had been bluffing, instantly changed her expression, her heavily lined face turning pale.

Scarlett carefully studied her face and the kinship line with the child’s spirit, gradually understanding something,

"Your grandson, too, is no longer with you, right?"

With one sentence, the old lady’s pupils instantly widened, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably.

Her grandson...

Her family wasn’t even directly related to Mr. Silva, but in that year, whenever the Silva Family lost a child, her grandson would die alongside, simply because she had married Mr. Silva’s brother, linking the two families with common lineage, inseparable.

Later, Mr. Silva only belatedly realized the problem and promptly sold the house.

But despite this, they still couldn’t stop this curse-like presence. Until all the grandchildren at home died, Mr. Silva held immense wealth but could never have another child.

Mr. Silva had not lacked the resolve to destroy this house in the beginning, but even just demolishing one wall would result in major financial losses from the accumulated wealth gained by sacrificing his descendants.

Having lost his children, Mr. Silva wasn’t willing to lose his only wealth, so he had no choice but to restore the house to its original state.

To ensure subsequent owners would not alter the house, he stipulated in the contract that they could not change the layout or décor of the house without authorization and spent money on purchasing another villa nearby for the old lady to keep watch at all times...