Scarlett’s POVI don’t really want to go.I don’t know how to face Granny.I was the one who asked for this marriage, and I was the one ending it. Well, I was the one ending it because he never was in it. But I do owe Granny. She really tried to get to know me, and she changed from being mad at me to accepting me into her family. She has treated me with nothing but fairness. But now I’m disappointing her again.I don’t know how to tell her about the divorce.The only console is, Sebastian promised that he wouldn’t announce the news before Granny’s birthday party.I think that’s why he has been delaying his signature. Granny wants us to be happy, truly.“Why the long face?” Aurora nips my face tauntingly, “You look like you are not going to a party, but your death execution.”Yeah, a party where Sebastian would be, and surely Ava and probably Gabriel. If there is any difference between that and death execution, it’s that the latter is painless.“Thanks for coming with me, Aurora...” I p
Scarlett’s POVAva never acts mean to me in front of people. I mean, her team is not “people” to her. She doesn’t care to hide her true color in front of them, nor would they dare to say anything. This is why Aurora and Lilith knew little about my feud with her.“I’m fine, thanks,” I'm not at my best moment, but I would die faster spending time with Ava than walking a mile.I don’t like playing her acting game. I never understood the point of her faking a friendly face to me in front of people. Like if anyone else cares about whether she’s treating me nicely, while I would never fall for it myself. It’s a show for no audience.The car stops. Sebastian comes out of the driver’s side, glaring at me across the car with a cold tone: “Get in.”I roll my eyes, walking away.I’m no longer the stupid fucking dog following him around with smitten eyes and he can’t fucking order me around anymore!“Scarlett Fuller,” Sebastian calls my full name calmly from behind. That’s his way of showing real
Scarlett’s POV“Scar, what’s wrong?” Aurora frowns, then as if realized something, she slowly looks up at the fancy hotel, her voice now shivering, too, “...what’s today’s party again...?”Then she takes a gasp.“Yeah...” My brain freezes, and before I could do anything, I watched a police car pulling up, and Lilith comes off.“You sure it’s here? It doesn’t look like a place for people like us--” Damon’s voice follows Lilith out as she sprints to us, “Lil!”“Scar!” Lilith crushes into me for a big hug, turning to make a naught face at Damon, “Told you I got the right address!”Damon sticks his head out at me and Aurora: “Sorry I’m dumping my problem on you guys, but I’m on a case right now and I really can’t--”“It’s okay, we got her,” Aurora nods at him, and I dart my eyes down to the ground -- we can’t tell Lilith to leave now. It wouldn’t be any less humiliating than telling her it’s an upper-class party that we are going for.And Lilith came in a pair of jeans. Just great.Aurora
Scarlett’s POVI really want to throw my purse into his face before leaving with Lilith, but I can’t do that to Granny. Our war should not ruin her day.In the end, we watched Sebastian and Ava walk in with winning smiles, leaving us by the gate. While Ava attacked Lilith just to upset me, she has a point. I can’t let Lilith walk in there in her jeans. It would definitely upset Granny.So long as we get a dress, we can make it through the party. Granny might not even notice her.“It’s okay, I can wait for you guys at some bar nearby,” After me and Aurora’s awkward explanation, Lilith hugs us with a comforting smile, “I really don’t mind.”“It’s only because--” I want to explain more. If only I had told Aurora what the party was about.If only I thought I could handle Sebastian and Ava on my own...“You know I don’t like this kind of stuff, I understand,” Lilith grins at me, not looking offended. Or she just hides it well.“I--”“What seems to be the problem here?”An unfamiliar voice c
Sebastian’s POVGranny’s birthdays have been the happiest days of our marriage, that’s for sure.For a moment there, I seem to have seen the Scar I used to know. When I felt her tender body under my plam again, when I saw her lively eyes. When she talked to me.She used to report everything to me. Even a weird-shaped cloud outside her window she would take a picture and send it to me, adding a smiley face. But now, all she talks about with me is the fucking divorce.I don’t want a divorce.Too much is at stake. The stock, the company’s image, Granny’s wrath. I clearly remember how stern Granny was when she heard that the marriage was a deal Scar made by threatening a life. I don’t know how Scar turned Granny around, but Granny loves Scar now, sometimes more than she loves me.Scar keeps using Ava to probe me. About how I can marry Ava now. That’s how I know she still cares about me, she just hides her love away and wouldn’t let me see any. Her way of showing her love used to be nothing
Scarlett's POVI think Granny heard me. In fact, I think half of the party heard me. But Granny is not the kind of person that would embarrass you in public, and I dare not to bring it up myself -- I just yelled at her beloved grandson, and now my ears are burning.I don’t even know what I could say IF she asked. We have never fought in front of Granny before.“How are you doing recently?” Granny chats with me casually, leading the way among the crowd, nodding and returning smiles from time to time, “Sebastian mentioned something about a new job?”I sneak a glance at Sebastian, and he rolls his eyes all the way to the ceiling.So he “complained” something about a new job. No doubt it’s because of Adrian.“It’s because my...hmmm, Mom, mentioned Richard Hanson the other day,” I try to find my words to skip the crazy mess that happened recently without lying...too much, “and I thought maybe I could give my script a try.”“Ohh, you wrote a script?! How wonderful!” Granny exclaims with a su
Scarlett’s POV“Granny, I’ll go check!” I pick up my dress a little, hurrying to leave.“I’ll come with,” Granny says, frowning as she looks over, too. She doesn’t like people raising a fuss at her party, and she would like it even less if she knows who Lilith is.I blurt: “No need, Granny, I’ll sort it out--”But before I can finish, a fair-sounding voice cuts in:“Granny, no need to stress yourself out. I’m sure Scar can take care of the situation...considering that girl is her friend.”Ava Snake Fuller. Of course she would jump out at such a moment. I bet whatever is going on with Lilith, Ava has her hand in it. She’s the only one with a motive to attract sour attention to Lilith.To my surprise, Granny didn’t get any of Ava’s keywords, but asks coldly: “Who are you calling Granny?”The smile freezes on Ava’s face. She quickly flinches to Sebastian’s side and murmurs: “I’m sorry, Mrs. Knight...”Granny shoots her a cold, knife-like glare before she strides in Lilith’s direction like
Scarlett’s POVI used to argue with Ava, when I cared.I don’t care about Sebastian anymore, and I no longer have any desire to “win” over her, especially in a meaningless argument. She has his heart, end of story. I just want to protect my friend right now.Ava always wins our battles by making me the bully. She doesn’t know how to handle my surrender. Utter speechless, she bites her lips in silence, and her dogs move away hesitantly.I grab Lilith’s wrist as I turn to Granny: “I’m really sorry...”“Where are you going?”I almost run into a guy, and I pull to a sudden halt at his words. He replaced the mean girls' group, blocking my way. To think I thought it was fascinating how we shared a rare eye color. Now I just want to hit him in the head when I see his taunting eyes.I KNEW he was part of the evil plan!!!“You--!” I grip his collar to blow out. He grabs my wrist gently, stopping me from doing more damage, but not hurting me as he cuts me off faster:“I thought the fuss was abou
Prepared for this question, Scar answers unnecessarily fast: “I couldn’t risk anyone helping Ava to get MY Mom’s necklace. That’s why.”Her answer dims the pleasant light in Sebastian’s eyes.“I know…” Sebastian nods slowly, hiding the disappointment in his eyes, “But you didn’t have to come help because of that, did you?”Scar snorts coldly: “I’m doing this for Granny, not you.”“Granny kicked me out of the company for what happened five years ago,” Sebastian lets out a light laugh, “I’m pretty sure she would be the last one who would want you to help me right now.”Scar raises her eyebrows. She didn’t think Granny would be so cruel to Sebastian, but then again, there weren’t too many who could rip Sebastian’s title easily.“What did you tell her?” Scar frowns.Scar blamed Sebastian only because he trusted the wrong person. Legally, or any other aspect speaking, he wasn’t the killer five years ago. He just protected the killer was all. But Ava was never convicted, and Scar didn’t thi
“You want to meet early?” Scar glances at her phone to make sure the caller is indeed Damian, “Sure thing, but how early can dinner be?”She’s a bit surprised that Damian would move their dinner plan forward, but considering how he has been making effort to build a connection, she persuaded herself.“Authur, could you--?”“Yes, Miss Green,” Authur answers swiftly, “After you deliver the card, I will drive you right over.”Scar: “…”This time she’s really not trying to dodge that bullet! Didn’t he hear that it was Damian Vanderbilt who--… Whatever.Standing in front of Sebastian’s new building, Scar is still grumbling Silco’s name, along with his evil loyal driver, Author. Sebastian’s new building is not the same as before – the modern design of Z-house as its own symbol. This time it’s just a normal building, low-key to the extreme, considering its owner’s usual luxurious style.A sour wave washes Scar’s heart.Kind and gentle, Sebastian was never low-key. He was the shining prince of
“Why do I have to do it myself?!” Scar huffs, glaring at Silco.Sitting on the sofa casually with his legs crossed, Silco glances at Scar from above the papers he’s reading, amused. A moment ago the girl was crying in his arms, and now she’s like a kitten with her tail stomped on.“I can send Arthur over!” Scar pouts.“If you can command him,” Silco answers almost gently, but the laughter in his voice is not hidden at all.Scar rolls her eyes.“I’ll just--I--” Scar blurts, fidgeting around, “You already gave up on Sebastian’s company, so why are you making the one last step so hard for me?!”“Sorry, I didn’t think delivering a card to a fancy office building with a driver at your service all the time would be a horrifying chore,” Silco answers, still with that annoying smile.“You KNOW that’s not what I’m talking about!” Scar snaps angrily. If she had been grateful to this man with her full heart a moment ago, she is now annoyed 120%, “You can send anyone but me!”“I’m spending two bi
All the way home Scar feels like something stuffed in her chest. Over and over again she tells herself that she doesn’t care about Johnny Vanderbilt, but it doesn’t seem to work.A car seemed to have followed her for a while, but it was gone at the last turn.She lives in a house in the upper part of the town now, a community better and safer than the Fuller’s villa. Silco rented her this place, along with the guards. When she arrives, Silco is not yet home.Scar throws herself into the sofa, frustrated about Johnny Vanderbilt, and herself. Not only did she have to take all the garbage about him from Jack Fuller, but she also had to see with her own eyes that the man was not interested in making up with her. Not that she cares, but still, it doesn’t feel good.She is getting mixed information about that man.In Damian’s eyes he was a loving husband, a strict father who spoils his own daughter. But Emma left him for cheating, Anna was convinced that he was still into her, and from what
With Ava and Jack Fuller hovering at the front door, Scar doesn’t even step out of the elevator, but just remains inside for the underground parking lot. She is so drowned in Damian’s words that she barely makes it out before the door closes on her—“You are a lot like Mom,”That’s what he said. Even now Scar’s heart is pumping fast at that. Is she? She doesn’t even remember being held in that woman’s arms. She doesn’t remember the home she briefly stayed in. She doesn’t even remember the car accident which should have left some impression even in her childish mind.But she grew up into a woman a lot like her angel-like mother?What did she blurt? She was so daunted in the face that she murmured: “I have always imagined her to be like one of those…”Elegant ladies. Those who would sit in a café at 3pm, watching out the window with 20-dollar-coffee in hand.“Like a lady, huh?” Damian grins, seeing through her easily, “Nahhhh. Far from it. Mom is cool, almost hippy like. She would drive
I got Mom’s necklace. Even when completing the process in the office after the auction, it still feels surreal. Anna Fuller’s appearance was unexpected, but what was the real surprise was how easily Johhny Vanderbilt gave up on the necklace in the end when I called my price.I can’t take the necklace away, not till the bank processes the deal. But I got all the papers the Fuller’s provided for its authenticity. Finally, the first step of my revenge, is grasped in my palm. The plan is to get the papers and send them to prison –Silco would freeze the card after I win the necklace, giving me exactly three days to prove the Fuller’s guilty on faking the files. I want Mom’s necklace, but I don’t plan on making that bloodsucking family billionaires by buying something originally mine from them.It’s them who have to pay.“So…” I turn to Damian, feeling a bit awkward. I have been really mean to him ever since I met him, and yet he came to my help today without hesitation. I’d be lying if I
The love-and-hatred show is still on as Scar and Damian quarrel. Johnny Vanderbilt would raise his plate instantly after the host announces Anna’s call or even faster, and Anna would pout, bite her lips, and glare over before she raises again. Her face is like a painting plate, changing color in seconds as if every one of his calls is like a bomb blowing up on her face.The phone call comes in at that moment--Anna’s phone rings, breaking the silence in the room, loud and clear. She glances at it with an indifferent face, not picking it up. But her hand hesitates to raise her plate again.“Who could be calling her?” Scar murmurs to Damian. All of Anna’s family is down there by her side. Her parents died years ago. So who could be so important to her that a phone call from him could hesitate her decision?Seeing all these, Johnny Vanderbilt suddenly raises his plate again, this time announcing himself: “Two billion.”Anna’s tears break out as her hand drapes powerlessly -- it’s not the
Tears flow down Anna Fuller’s cheeks, the plate raised halfway in her hand is shaking hard because she was not expecting Johnny Vanderbilt to be so cruel to her—He knew she was going for the necklace, and he did not only bid for it, but actually gave her a price that told her to keep away from it.One billion. What a cold number.Jack Fuller didn’t want her to come. In fact, Jack Fuller didn’t tell her about the auction of the necklace. But she knew. She knows everything about Johnny Vanderbilt, the man who was supposed to be on the sacred altar with her. How could Jack Fuller expect her to not come?Ava is beyond excitement at Johnny Vanderbilt’s bid – to Ava, it’s just a number unnecessarily high for an item they stole with a reserve price low as 30 million. But whatever. Maybe the riches just like to brag about how much money they have. The more the better – for her.The item is listed under her name, and she takes the bigger part of the final price.Scar raises her plate in a has
Scar didn’t think it would go this smoothly.She prepared several other reasons and actually rehersed in her head on her speech to persuade Damian, who known to be an ironwrist in the courtroom, shouldn’t be persuaded easily. But maybe just eager to maintain the peace with his long lost sister, Damian jumped on board without so much as a nudge.All parties are set, and now between Scar and the necklace, remains only “the last minute”.Everyone knows “once, twice, sold,” but few know that after the host announces the upset price, bidders have 60 seconds before the item is announced unsold. This time is called “the last minute” because it’s the most crucial battle between bidders—to decide, fake, trick, or hide their strategies over an item.You don’t want to show your cards too early too clearly. Some would wait for the last few seconds to call, and others use this time to feel out the bottom price from other bidders. Once the first call is announced, it’s a bloody war.Ava wants an un