The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon!-Chapter 395 He Is Not Mute

As soon as Nathan White walked in, he was greeted by so many pairs of eyes that he immediately lowered his head nervously.

Instinctively, he moved closer to Scarlett Jennings and quietly confirmed with her,

"Scarlett, you said that after I help check on your cousin, you’ll talk to my mentor and let me skip participating in the rest of the show, right?"

Yesterday, Scarlett had tricked him into coming down the mountain with this very excuse.

She hadn’t told him that, in fact, his mentor had only agreed to let him participate in just one episode to begin with.

Now, hearing his question, her face didn’t give anything away as she calmly nodded,

"Yes, don’t worry. Leave it to me."

Hearing her confident tone, Nathan White relaxed a little, mustering the courage to look at the others.

Although Ashton Todd had been to the Jennings Family house once before a few days ago, that visit was just to help with chores, and it had been a brief come-and-go.

Returning there now, he couldn’t help but once again marvel at just how wealthy the Jennings Family was.

Oh, how he wanted to check the geomancy of their house!

How did they not have that kind of need?

He was best at geomancy, after all.

Sigh.

Just as a few of them sat down, Kingston Jennings finally made his fashionably late entrance.

He had developed a low fever the night before, and now he looked frail and listless, clearly lacking energy.

Even though he was three years older than Adam Jennings, his thin and weak frame looked as though even a gust of wind might knock him over.

This was also why Old Sir Jennings hadn’t outright opposed Michael Jennings’ suggestion the previous evening.

That grandson of his—he really was worrying.

When Kingston appeared, Nathan White and Ashton Todd couldn’t help but instinctively let their gazes skim over him.

For a moment, both of their faces froze. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

They unconsciously looked toward Scarlett Jennings.

Scarlett pulled out a red sheet of paper from beside her and handed it to them. "This is Kingston’s Eight Characters of Birth Time."

Ashton immediately took the red paper and glanced at it. Without hesitation, he confirmed,

"It’s a Child Life!"

Nathan White nodded as well. "These birth details and the fate chart—he’s unmistakably a Child Life."

The Jennings Family exchanged puzzled glances, clearly not understanding what they were talking about.

"Scarlett?" Donovan Jennings directly questioned his younger sister.

Scarlett’s suspicions were confirmed, but her expression remained notably calm. Seeing everyone looking at her, she began explaining,

"A Child typically refers to someone who, in their past life, gained a connection to the Tao and served as an attendant under a divine being or an immortal, doing tasks like sweeping and cleaning. They are born with spiritual roots and heightened awareness, but due to certain circumstances, they entered reincarnation and were born as regular people."

"It could be as punishment for a mistake, or it might be for some special mission. People with a Child Life tend to be more intelligent than most, but they’re also more prone to chronic illnesses and, in worst cases, even early death."

When they heard "early death," the faces of the Jennings Family members all grew tense.

Even Michael Jennings’ pupils trembled slightly as he glanced at Kingston.

Everyone in the family wore a solemn expression, yet Kingston himself, the very subject of their discussion, remained completely calm. He sat sipping his cup of warm water in small, measured gulps, as if the topic of Child Lives had nothing to do with him.

Nathan White glanced at him and couldn’t help but ask in a low voice,

"Did you already know about this?"

Hearing this, Kingston raised his eyes to meet Nathan’s gaze, his expression dark, though he didn’t respond.

Nathan had already heard about his symptoms from Scarlett earlier.

She had told him that Kingston was supposedly mute.

But when Nathan looked at him just now... this person was clearly *not* mute.

He could speak.

As to why Kingston chose to feign muteness, Nathan had a faint idea.

A Child is born with karmic burdens. Their soul is stronger than most, which makes it too weighty for their body to handle, resulting in frequent illnesses. The accumulation of karmic debt also makes them more vulnerable to an early end.

Buddhism has a practice called the "Silent Meditation," which involves refraining from speaking in order to avoid sins committed through speech. For people with a Child Life, reducing such sins might be a means of extending their lifespan.

This was probably why Kingston, despite his constant illnesses, had managed to live a somewhat stable life into his twenties.

After all, for most people with a Child Life, eighteen was a critical turning point.

The majority didn’t survive past eighteen.

And even if they defied the odds and made it past eighteen, their path until forty-eight was often fraught with difficulties—both in career and relationships.

Judging by Kingston’s current appearance, he had fared much better than most with a similar fate.

Of course, that was only in comparison to those who lived miserable lives.

He still wasn’t doing as well as an average individual.

Although Nathan’s voice was soft, everyone’s sharp ears in the room managed to catch his words. In an instant, all eyes turned toward Kingston, staring as if they wanted to drill holes into his very face.

Adam Jennings, in particular, stared daggers at him.

"You already knew you were some kind of Child Life?!" Adam stood abruptly, glaring at Kingston with a dark expression.

Ismeria Jennings might not have understood the concept of a Child Life, but that didn’t stop her from feeling frightened.

She wasn’t particularly close to her eldest brother; in fact, she didn’t know him very well at all.

But from what Sister Scarlett had just explained, did it mean her eldest brother might... die?

Tears welled in Ismeria’s eyes, though no one had the attention to spare for her at the moment. Even Old Sir Jennings’ face had turned grim as he looked toward Kingston.

"Kingston," the old man asked, his voice heavy, "is what the masters say true?"

Facing all their stares, Kingston calmly nodded. He tapped a few keys on his phone, and a mechanical voice spoke in a male tone,

[Yes.]

"You knew, so why didn’t you say anything?!"

Michael Jennings couldn’t help raising his voice, "Do you know how much worry and effort your family has put into you since you were little?!"

Under Michael’s accusatory gaze, Kingston didn’t flinch or avoid it. He simply stared back at him and typed something else into his phone.

[If I said something, would you have believed me?]

Especially you.

Michael Jennings seemed momentarily struck dumb by this retort.

He truly wouldn’t have believed it.

Had it not been for Scarlett practically shoving undeniable proof of her abilities in his face, Michael would still consider things like mysticism and spirits utter nonsense to this day.

He thought it was all fraudulent trickery.

In fact, he was always the first to object or contradict Scarlett whenever she brought up such topics.

Seeing that Michael was about to lose his temper, Luca Jennings immediately cut in with a stern tone, "Michael! Now is not the time to be reproaching the boy."

When Luca spoke, Michael listened.

Though he desperately wanted to chastise his son, he held himself back with great effort.

Luca didn’t question Kingston about when or how he had learned of all this. Instead, he turned his attention to Scarlett.

"Scarlett, is there a way to resolve this Child Life situation?"

At the very least, they couldn’t let the boy die young.

Scarlett replied, "For ordinary Child Lives, you just need to use a substitute child to take on the disasters in their place."

But in truth, she’d never done it herself before.

The Jennings Family, hearing that a solution existed, collectively breathed a small sigh of relief.

As long as there was a way.

However, no sooner had Scarlett finished speaking than Nathan softly interjected,

"That won’t work."

Once again, everyone’s eyes turned to Nathan.

Nathan nervously shrank back a bit but forced himself to speak clearly,

"I can tell he’s already used a substitute child."

Scarlett was momentarily puzzled. If he had already used a substitute, he shouldn’t still be in his current state. The only possible explanation was...

She suddenly turned her gaze sharply toward Kingston.

"Did you use the substitute child to block the Child Curse instead?"