The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill

At the Quinn residence, Lily casually mentioned Scarlett's absence from school.

Jonathan's face immediately darkened. "She took leave? What's going on with her?"

Lily shook her head innocently. "I'm not sure. She hasn't been to school all week. I heard a middle-aged man request leave for her."

Jonathan's expression soured even more at this.

Jonah frowned deeply. "Ever since I publicly apologized to her at the flag-raising ceremony last week, she's been acting like she's on top of the world, looking down on everyone. I don't know how many people she's offended at school."

"I'm a little worried," he added. "Could someone have dealt with her?"

Although he couldn't stand Scarlett, no matter what, she was still their biological sister. If anything happened to her, they wouldn't be able to face their parents.

Lily immediately grew anxious. "Ah? What should we do?"

Jonah turned to Jonathan. "Can you track her location?"noveldrama

They had installed a tracker on her phone as a precaution, a suggestion from Lily.

Thankfully, it had proven useful, revealing just how often Scarlett lied. She frequently skipped classes to hang out online or at bars but would never admit it when she came home.

She even used the Quinn family name to rack up debts at various clubs, nearly ruining their family's reputation, and still refused to take responsibility. Her older brothers had cleaned up more than their fair share of messes for her.

On the other hand, Lily wasn't like that. Someone raised in the countryside would always carry a bit of that with them. Once they moved to the big city, they got caught up in the pursuit of status.

Scarlett's phone had been a gift from Jonathan, which meant only he could track it. He picked up his phone and fiddled with it for a moment, a look of confusion crossing his face.

"Jonathan, where is she?"

Jonathan frowned, suspicion clear in his expression. "The tracker says she's at the house."

Jonah's face instantly darkened. "She actually dares to come back?"

He stood up and strode toward the door, eager to see Scarlett grovel for their forgiveness in order to return.

She had shown them so little respect lately, and they were desperate to see her submit, to feed their need for superiority as her older brothers.

"No, she's not outside."

Phone in hand, Jonathan followed the arrow on the screen, heading toward the storage room under the stairs.

It was the same place where Scarlett used to live.

Jonah scoffed. "So quick to come crawling back, huh? And hiding from us, too. Looks like she couldn't make it out there and doesn't even have the guts to face us anymore."

Though he spoke with disdain, a strange sense of relief washed over him, just knowing she was back seemed to be enough.

Unable to hold back, he kicked the door open and roared, "Scarlett! How dare you show your face here again! Where else could you find a better place to live? Now you finally realize how good the Quinn family has been toyou?"

Martha, the housekeeper from the adjacent nanny's room, stepped out with a look of confusion on her face. Scarlett still hadn't returned. What were Jonah, Jonathan, and ly doing?

The storage room door creaked open, releasing a musty wave of damp and dusty air. Jonah

instinctively stepped back, waving his hand in front of his face, and immediately cursed, "Scarlett, what are you doing? Trying to suffocate me?"

But only silence answered from the darkness inside, the stillness unsettling.

Martha hesitated, then said cautiously, "Mr. Jonathan, Mr. Jonah, Ms. Quinn... Ms. Scarlett hasn't come back yet!"

Disbelief flashed across Jonah's face. "How is that possible? The location clearly shows she's..."

"Jonah!" Jonathan cut him off sharply.

Only Lily and her brothers knew that Scarlett's phone had a tracking device installed.