Damian’s POVI'm looking for my sister.She was lost 20 years ago, and I have been looking for her.All I knew was that she was lost in North Dakota. I mean, that’s where we found Mom’s body. My baby sister wasn’t with her. The policeman announced her death years ago, telling us that maybe she was eaten by an animal. What a ridiculous reason to provide a family in grief.I have begged the police to not give up but they called it still. I even wanted to sue them, but Dad wouldn’t let me. They aren’t the one at fault.I was.And I couldn’t live with that.That’s why I became a lawyer myself.I have seen my share of darkness in humanity, and I wanted to be able to do something when unfairness like this happen. To me, to anyone.Also, a lawfirm is the best cover for conducting investigations. I graduated early, hurrying through school as fast as I can to start my plan. And I have screened through the whole state of North Dakota for my sister.And three states after that.This is my fourth
Sebastian’s POVI don’t know what to make of what happened today.Olivia has been one of those mean girls since high school, so I wouldn’t trust any of her words. But Ava was never close to her. So I couldn’t imagine how the misunderstanding could happen... IF that’s what it was.I have never doubted Ava before, no matter what she says. But I don’t feel that sure about it now, not after when she lied about telling Jack of Scar’s message. Not after Gabriel panicked about “always let Ava know if Scar tries to escape home”.Ava can lie. That’s a concept I wouldn’t accept before.“Sebastian, what’s wrong?” Ava tilts her head innocently as I take her to this corner, a warm smile in her eyes. The eyes that I have trusted all my life.I want to trust her. But I no longer see the guilt and fear a moment ago about her “innocent misunderstanding”.They disappeared too fast.“Tell me what happened, Ava,”I didn’t know that guy. The suits on him cost at least six figures. That’s how I know he didn
Scarlett’s POVI can’t answer Granny. I just stand there, watch Sebastian and Ava talk, laugh...hug. Granny, too. Quietly with no surprise. If Granny can accept Ava coming to her birthday, and showing her intimacy with Sebastian in public like this, then why would she even ask me that question?Ava IS the problem.“Is it because of Ava?” Granny suddenly asks, turning to face me.I pull my eyes back from the long, quiet, soulful hug Sebastian is sharing with her. He said he had the divorce papers ready. I guess I no longer have the right to judge. But it doesn’t mean the image is not stinging.I SHOULD be mad, when he pulls her into his arms like she is his most treasured precious, at a party he asked me to attend to “play the loving couple” one last time.But I’m not even mad. I just feel sad. A deep blue, overwhelming cloud of sadness flooded my world. At this moment, I do feel like the evil villain in a love story that separated a poor, loving couple, and yet their love is so strong
Scarlett’s POV“Your eyes are no longer following him around, and when they land on him, there is only a deep running sorrow in there. The worst finally happened...” Granny lets out a long sigh, “I didn’t want you to go through with the wedding because I didn’t want this for you, my poor poor child, I didn’t want you to get hurt so badly that the precious light in your eyes would dim...I guess in the end, I still failed to protect you.”“Granny...!” I murmur in shock. I never knew! Granny does see through everything, and to think we thought we were successful in tricking her.“He hurt you bad this time, didn’t he?” Granny asks me coldly, this time the coldness is directed at Sebastian.Somehow that warms me up more than anything.She is Sebastian’s family first, and she won’t even be mine if I didn't blackmail her grandson. Yet when things went wrong, she took my side without even a question. No family has ever done that for me.But Sebastian’s and my issue is not that simple. There is
Scarlett’s POVThe rest of the party went through smoothly.Sebastian lured me here with the divorcing papers, but I don’t know if I could count on his words when Ava is here to occupy his attention. But after I sent Granny off at the gate, I found not only Sebastian, but another unexpected surprise waiting for me there, too.“She’s not going with you,” Sebastian fires at Adrian the first thing after Granny’s car leaves.Why would Adrian even do that?? He is such a baby!“That’s her decision,” Adrian smirks. Compared to Sebastian’s sullen grumble, Adrian seems charmingly at ease, “even if you still are her husband...technically.”Okay, two babies.“I’m going with--” I try to explain, but Adrian curves his lips--“Miss Dawson and Miss Grey didn’t want to drag you to another taxi ride, and they trusted me with your safety after I got them a taxi a few minutes ago.”Did Aurora just abandon me to my new boss?! Seriously?!“I mean, I really appreciate that, Mr. Dunn, but--”“Also, we do nee
Sebastian’s POVI can barely recognize the woman I married in this new Scarlett.I feel like I killed that fierce girl, somehow.I never knew she could be so hard to talk to. Everything I say she has something sour waiting for me. I thought she wasn’t friendly with Ava, I was sourly mistaken. She proved that she could be a thousand times meaner to Ava if she wanted to.And what shocks me the most is, I can’t feel the burning anger that would got me to sign on those papers that I used to feel all the time.“Ava, please, can you go with Alfred today?” I pull my phone out to call Alfred. I don’t have the energy to deal with the both of them altogether today. I do not like it when I was forced into the marriage, and I would hate it if I’m forced out of it also.And Adrian is not helping. He is not the right man for Scar.Maybe it's just men’s ridiculous ego clouding my judgment. But I just don’t want to let him have Scarlett. I hate the idea of him touching her, or any man, to be honest.I
Scarlett’s POVIt’s a bit ridiculous to hear Ava accusing Sebastian of loving me, but in some way, I know where she’s coming from.Sebastian has always loved her, but she was far from his only girl.Ava is one year older than me and three years younger than Sebastion. To a teenager, three years is a long gap. For a very long time, Sebastian only saw Ava as a little sister that he wanted to protect, not a lover. I know because he had his share of girlfriends throughout highschool, even college.It wasn’t until I married him that I got to know: Sebastian broke up with those girls, often at Ava’s request.Apparently his girlfriends tend to grow a habit of bullying Ava. Being Ava’s “biggest bully”, I don’t know how much of those stories are true.I feel sorry for those girls dating a guy who doesn’t have a whole heart to give, but who am I feeling pity for? I chose myself a guy who had no sherd of his heart to spare for me.Still, even if Ava framed them on purpose, I sort of understand --
Sebastian’s POVShe doesn’t love me now. Still having a hard time getting used to it, but I can’t deny that anymore.It’s not supposed to be like this, but I feel like I lost something precious. How could you feel bad for losing something you never wanted in the first place? How is that fair?! I didn’t want it, but she forced her love into my hand, and now she is taking it back, still by force. I never had a chance to make a decision in this.Never in my life, have I ever felt what “unreachable desire” is until now.I never knew what I had until it was lost. But it was gone too fast. One second, it was as solid as the ground under my feet, and the next second it was just gone. How could someone shut down their love, so firm and decisive?She didn’t just take care of our house, she built a home for us. When I “go home”, she should be there. With a smile, in a lingerie, cooking. Anything. It was a place where no problem could penetrate, where I could rest and refresh for the next day. Sh
Driving for 20 minutes in the car, Scar’s eyes are still cold from the outburst earlier. She has loved that man, and hated that man. He is just to painful to keep in her heart. She wants him out of her life, but he just keep coming and stir things up! “So heartless about him, hmm?” Silco breaks the silence tauntingly, “Sure you won’t regret it? I know how much you loved him before.” “That’s none of your business!” Scar snorts coldly, her tone not at all like the sugar baby she shows others.
“Scar!” Scar left when Sebastian was dragged down by the Fullers. By the time he catches up, she’s already by a pure black luxury car waiting right outside of the Fuller’s gate. Scar wasn’t going to wait for him until Sebastian hurried up a few steps and put his fingers between the half-closed door. If he has to be honest, he is surprised that Scar didn’t close the door on his fingers anyway. But Scar turns visibly impatient at his way of stopping her. “You just never settle for what’s yours at the time, do you?” Scar says coldly, standing behind the door when Sebastian feels like the door is the furthest distance in the world. A cold snort lands quietly in the car. Sebastian hears. On the back seat sits that masked man, Silco. That name upsets him. That man is using Scar, if he is not playing her also, he knows. He looked into that guy, and found nothing. Nothing! That’s not normal, and it's not at the level of resources he has. Maybe that man doesn’t exist on papers, meaning a
The phone call changes Scar back to the vengeful fallen angle. For now. “I’ll go after Johnny Vanderbilt for what he did on his part, thanks but that’s none of your business…” Scar curves her lips, her devil like grin has no warmth, sending chills down the spine of her enemies, “I hope your family really have no trouble with your lousy explanation on cheating, Mrs. Fuller. But for now, I want my mom’s necklace.” Anna shakes her head slowly with mercy in her eyes, as if Scar is just a misbehaving child who doesn’t know better. “What happened to you, Scarlett?” Anna insists on calling Scar the name she gave her, ignoring Scar’s words, “Are you seeing anyone for these episodes? It’s not a light thing. If you need help—” “Not from you!” Scar spats with cold anger, “Stop with the hypocritical act of yours! You just don’t know when to stop even after your true color is exposed, do you? I was wondering where Ava got that from.” “How dare you talk to my mom like that!?” Ava shrills, blow
For years Scar has been wondering where Ava got the lying and acting from without a hint. It was right under her nose. It was Anna Fuller, Ava’s mom who is so good at lying that Scar didn’t even notice anything wrong! Anna cost Scar’s mom, and Anna’s daughter took Scar’s baby! Like mother, like daughter! She won’t let them get away this time! She can’t unite with her mom and baby with peace before she gets justice from this pair of snakes! “You need to talk to your father, honey—” Anna Fuller reaches for Scar’s face like the perfect mom she paints herself to be. Sebastian pulls Scar back a step, blocking her with his body as he grunts warningly: “Anna, stop it.” She turned on the manipulating machine again. But Scar heard Anna already. Letting out a cold snort, Scar murmurs slowly: “My father…” The laughter is full of bitterness, anger, hatred and disappointment, everything but what should associated with that word. “Scar…” Sebastian tries to pull her close, but Scar remains wh
“Gabriel,” Scar suddenly turns to the big dumb bear, “There was a time when you bullied me at school and were caught by the teacher. When my teacher asked you to give her mom’s number, you said the wrong number before you quickly changed it. Except it wasn’t a ‘wrong’ number, was it? It was the number you were told to memorize when you were a kid before it was changed to her current one. Why did she use this phone number for twenty years without any trouble when you had to memorize two?” Gabriel opens his mouth like a big mole who digs through its ceiling to the ground by accident. “Mom…?” Gabriel stammers, looking at Anna like a lost boy. He doesn’t know how he could not fall into Scar’s trap. There is no way because it’s not a trap. It’s an endless dark hole in his mom’s past that as much as she’s trying, she’s failing to cover up. “That’s too stretched, don’t you think?” Ava struggles, “Just because of a name and a random mistake—” “Silco pulled the info of the owner who owned
“Oh my poor Scarlett…” Anna Fuller grips her chest with a hand as if her heart pains, her soulful eyes filled with tears glimmering, “You had a few rough years, I know…I wanted to look for you but…” But Jack didn’t let me? But Ava would be heartbroken? Anna said none of those words, but knowing her too well, Scar knew what the indication was. Scar tilts her head, as if seeing Anna for the very first time in her life. In some way, yes. That’s how Anna Fuller talks. Painting herself as the most pitiful person in the world even when you are the real victim, at the same time indicating that someone else is at fault, anyone but her. She might have never told Scar to hate Jack Fuller, but every time when she “comforts” Scar, she paints another layer of hatred over Scar. Like when Jack Fuller ignores Scar, instead of sitting both of them down and talk it out like a proper mom should, Anna would secretly go to Scar when no one else is around, and say things like, “It’s okay, baby, you st
Looking at Gabriel’s steaming head, Scar giggles, waving her hand indifferently. “I came with big money behind me this time, and that’s why your fox of a father and snake of a sister are treating me with a basic manner. They know they can’t push me around but they are not stopping you from pissing me off because they want to see what I can do about your disrespect. Do you know what that means?” “Bullshit!” Gabriel grunts, but he can’t help but glance in his father and sister’s direction either. “I’ll tell you what I will do to you,” Scar stops spinning her phone, putting it in her purse as she stands up, her look bored and cruel, “That little precious company of yours that’s misleading you into thinking that you are not pure valueless trash? It’s going down in exactly three days. I know it doesn’t exactly hurt them,” She nods in Jack Fuller and Ava’s direction, “I mean, how could it when they never cared about you?” “You—” Gabriel wants to shout, but Scar cuts him off— “BUT, I’m
Scar was already at the Fullers when Sebastian made it. The last time Sebastian was with her in Jack Fuller’s living room was five years ago now, yet he feels like it was only yesterday. It might have something to do with the fact that he barely lived a day since. Just surviving. Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed elegantly, Scar swings her foot lightly with an indifferent look. She is in a business set: white, tight blouse and straight short skirt. A pair of high heels, of course indicating one thing: She’s here for serious business. Just not the kind Jack Fuller looks forward to. That much is obvious because the owner of the living room sits right across Scar with every line of the muscle on his face stretched tight, as if facing a cannibal monster. He is scared, and he ought to be. Though Scar wouldn’t claim it, she’s still a Vanderbilt. Damian has all but thrown everything the Fuller had into fire in the past five years. Ava and her dad did little to improve Z-House’s
“Please, can you come over?” It’s Ava again. Sebastian listens to her sobbing calmly, his face so cold that his new secretary subconsciously holds her breath as she pauses her morning brief for the call from who she was told to be the boss’s wife. Didn’t he give his wife a million-dollar wedding? As a gossip, Emma is sure that she saw the wedding of her new boss on the front page somewhere. Even after years, she still remembers the bright smile of the bride in the newspaper. That’s why she was so excited when she got the offer— A genuine billionaire who spoils his wife to such? He must be a gentleman in person. He is. He is professional in work, but also kind to the staff. He is the definition of a gentleman… Except to his wife. Emma glances at Sebastian again, her heart bumping fast both for excitement AND nervousness. Sure, she has a crush on him. But who doesn’t? Money. Look. HOT body. He has got it all. But when he talks to his wife, he has this dark aura around him as if h