The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill novel Chapter 6

Jonah was momentarily at a loss for words.

He, too, was puzzled. Scarlett hadn't stolen the necklace. He had been there when everything happened.

So, how had the rumor spread through the school, escalating into claims that Scarlett had stolen it?

He turned to look at Lily.

Lily immediately appeared stunned and hurt, her eyes reddening as if she could cry at any moment.

"Jonah, do you not believe me?"

Jonah's heart softened. After hesitating for only a second, he chose to trust his beloved Lily.

"Of course I believe you. Don't worry. I understand what's going on now."

He gently patted Lily on the head. Lily beamed with delight, sneaking a triumphant glance at Scarlett.

That flicker of smugness didn't escape Scarlett's notice. She couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Jonah turned back, sneering as he questioned, "Scarlett, is this another one of your games? You wanted everyone to falsely accuse you so you could play the victim and make me forgive your past behavior? Nice try—I almost fell for it!"

Scarlett burst out laughing. She clapped her hands and said, "Brilliant, Jonah. With that imagination, you really ought to write novels.

"Fine, let's go with your logic. This was all my grand plan. I wanted everyone to think I was a thief, to insult me, and to corner me—all because I have low self-esteem! Happy now?"

As her smile faded, she snapped coldly, "Talking to people like you is a complete waste of my time."

Jonah's face darkened with anger. He parted his lips, only to shut them again.

Something felt off, but he couldn't pinpoint what.

Yet when he looked at Lily's sweet, innocent expression, he convinced himself all over again—Scarlett was just stirring up trouble.

Just then, a cocky, mocking voice rang out.

"Wow, what a brilliant performance. Some people's ability to twist the truth is truly impressive!"

Everyone turned toward the speaker—it was Percy, who'd been summoned to the office with his guardian.

As Jonah looked in that direction, his pupils shrank. It was as if he'd seen a ghost. For a long moment, he couldn't say a single word.

The man standing beside Percy also spoke. Every syllable he uttered was as sharp as a blade of ice.

"With students like these, it seems the teachers at your school aren't much better either."

Xavier was tall and poised, with an icy, handsome face. His dark, deep-set eyes seemed to pierce through every ounce of deceit in the room.

Jonah's expression shifted slightly, but he only pressed his lips together and remained silent.

Scarlett narrowed her eyes at him, a glint of scrutiny and contemplation flashing in their dark depths.

As Lily stared at him, her eyes shone with awe. She quickly tried to explain, "Sir, you've misunderstood my brother—"

Before she could finish, Jonah grabbed her arm to stop her.

It was clear—Xavier was someone even the Quinn family didn't dare provoke.

However, Herbert, oblivious to the sudden shift in atmosphere, stood up and began lecturing Xavier.

"You should focus on educating Percy instead. I've heard he often skips class to go to internet cafés and that you're hardly home. You bear a lot of responsibility, too, for neglecting the education of the boy…"

He rambled on and on.

As if finally finding his sense of purpose as the dean, Herbert began a long-winded tirade.

It seemed he was trying to take this chance to vent the frustration he had just suffered from Scarlett.