Scarlett’s POVI don’t think she is going to like what Ava has to say.I was surprised that Jack Fuller seemed to know Ava’s true color, but not for long. He has always been a calculating fox and I doubt he’d let anyone fool him, not even his own daughter.But I don’t think Mom knows about it at all. If she thinks Ava is her angelic tame daughter, then she really believes that. She is a devout believer. And as horrible as Jack Fuller might be, there is one thing I can’t deny of him -- he loves his wife.I guess I shouldn’t feel bad for Mom. I should envy her. She might know all the truth, but she is happy, living in the little illusional bubble where everything is kind, good, and alright. She doesn’t have to feel bad for keeping a little girl at home just to be her daughter’s blood vessel because her husband told her the little girl is an orphan who needed help; she doesn’t have to know that her own daughter broke the ugly truth to the orphan that she was adopted, because Jack Fuller
Scarlett's POVOhh, now that makes sense. No wonder why Ava would reach out to me, at the price of painting a peaceful illusion in front of Mom between us no less. She panicked because she thought Sebastian had a glimpse of her true color.Wait, no, that doesn’t make sense at all.That wasn’t like him at all. Shouldn’t he be beating the shit out of Liam Ryan for smearing the name of his pure angel?Finally, after all these years, Ava stepped on a line that even his blind love couldn’t make him look the other way?Now this is my kind of fun, to see that Ava actually understands what fear is.“I seem to remember that you said it wouldn’t matter even if I told him the truth, and he will still love you no matter what,” I tilt my head at Ava, “That night when you showed off to me about how he proposed to you, remember? In fact, you dared me to tell him--”“You bitch!” Ava snaps at me, but she keeps her face straight. I glance at Mom, and she moves her vicious death stare away from me.“I’l
Scarlett’s POV“Are you sure you are okay? You can cry if you want to,” Adrian asked for the third time I got back into his car. I told him he didn’t have to wait for me, but he was still where he parked when I came out, just as surprised as I was when he saw me.I’m not that sad. Not like when I found out about the truth of my “family”, about how each one of them betraded me and wanted to cut things off me. They bought my life for their beloved daughter, what’s so wrong in that?I’m actually happy now that their daughter is finally cured. They don’t need me anymore.“Ava is perfectly okay now. Her status is stable,” I tell Adrian, feeling a long-lost lightness, “Maybe they won’t even chase after me if I were to tell them that I’m leaving.”“She’s cured only by exploiting you!” Adrian rolls his eyes, complaining resentfully.“I mean, to think about it, they paid for my life and my education, I would have dealt with them if they straight up told me that the condition would be providing
Scarlett’s POVI stare at him, my body freezes because my brain is processing too many questions to give any order.Did Jack Fuller send him? Why does he still want me to stay?? How did he even know I was here??? I didn’t tell anyone, and it was as abrupt and out of expectation as it can be! Ava? Gabriel? Sebastian? None of them knows! Not even Aurora and Lilith!“Scar, breathe!” Adrian shakes me, and I turn to him slowly, tears blurring my sight, “This is Mateo, my secretary. I’m sorry I scared you, but you need to breathe. Scar!”I gasp, supporting myself against his car, blinking as my stunned brain slowly gets around it. Water flows down my face.“I thought--” I say, only to bite my lips. My voice is twisted. One more word and I will burst into a loud cry.“I know, I know...” Adrian hugs me, petting me on the back gently, “You are okay, you are safe...I’m really sorry, but they are not here to catch you...”I can’t believe how stupid I was, and now I can’t look up from Adrian’s ar
Scarlett’s POVHis men haste up their steps and surround us, all in straight faces with their eyes hiding behind cold sunglasses. “...Adrian...?” My voice is shaking.“Take the tickets,” Adrian puts them in my hand, standing in front of me, “You will be okay. Nobody can touch you today, so long as I’m here.”“Mr. Dunn,” Jack Fuller nods at Adrian with a smile, “Fancy seeing you here.”“I guess I can say the same to you,” Adrian blocks me with his body, “Where are you traveling to, Mr. Fuller, if I may ask?”Jack Fuller curves his lips scornfully, but then he answers tamely: “North Dakota.”My stomach drops. He is here for me, and he knows what I’m up to. I knew he was crafty with a black heart, and I just watched how he tamed Ava. But still. Never have I been more frightened by this man I once called Dad than at this moment.I feel like I could never get out of his grasp.“Scarlett, come home with me,” Jack Fuller took a side step, looking at me right in my eyes, “This is for your own
Scarlett’s POVHe doesn’t want me to find my real family. Of course not. He wants me to be bound to his city, to Ava, for life! And whether I’m happy or suffering in the process, he does not care.Look at Jack Fuller’s cold face, I can’t begin to understand why he hates me so much. I’d understand it if Ava needs me. What he did wasn’t decent, but at least he did out of love for his daughter.Why stop me now?My blood type is rare, but it’s not like I’m the only one. Every state has its own RH- blood bank established, and ours is one of the best. So long as Ava’s demand is within the ordinary range, it won’t be a problem for a rich family like the Fullers.So why keep me here?“I don’t need a plan because I’m not in a hurry to find my real parents,” I break the awkward silence after Adrian’s question, “Sebastian is marrying Ava, so I don’t want to be in the same city and bless my sister with my ex-husband. Is that reasonable?”Jack Fuller narrows his eyes: “You would be willing to divo
Sebastian’s POVI got into a fight with Adrian.I saw Scar with Adrian in the parking lot talking, happily. I could have gone and given her the files. It has been in my car where I basically live these days. I didn’t. I wasn’t in a hurry to cut the only connection between me and Scar.I followed their car, not sure what I wanted out of it. Another talk after Adrian sends her home? What could another conversation do? Everything I do right now only pushes her further away. But I followed them like a lost kid.Adrian the jerk soon spotted me and lost me in the traffic. He was a racer, the one thing I could never win him with.When I caught up with him, Scar already went to see Ava. I admit, I was upset. Ava wasn’t in any urgent need, and he shouldn’t have let her go. Jack Fuller doesn’t care whether Ava needs it. He would drain Scar no matter what.His daughter’s illness planted a hunger for Scar’s blood deeply in him.I demanded why he let Scar do that and he punched me, shouting someth
Sebastian’s POV“...what do you mean...?” Scar’s voice shakes with fear when I get close. She shoots me an indifferent glance like she doesn’t see me at all. Her eyes are red in tears, and her fists shaking.What could Jack Fuller possibly say to her? She wasn’t this upset even when she gave me those files.“You have always thought I faked your adoption file,” Jack Fuller says with a heavy sigh, “You were right. I didn’t adopt you from the orphanage. I found you in North Dakota, in your mother’s cold arms.”“You are lying!” Scar hisses at Jack Fuller like a hurt little kitten. Her ears would fly backward if she had any. She shakes her head and tears fall down but she doesn’t even feel that. She turns to grab Adrian’s shirt with a wronged look, and I glare over at Adrian.“Take her out of here,” I tell Adrian before I turn to Jack Fuller, “You don’t have to do it here, not like this.”I don’t know about Scar’s past, but Jack’s opening doesn’t sound like a nice story.Adrian complies, h
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