Scarlett’s POV“Scar, I’m sorry--” Sebastian comes up, trying to hug me.“I don’t fucking care for your apology,” I cut him off, cutting pieces off him with my eyes, “She is a lying bitch, and she is paying for it, TODAY!”“Scar,” Adrian comes between me and Sebastian in a protective posture, whispering to me, “You are hurt. I'll deal with Ava Fuller later, but now--”“It’s okay,” I push him away gently, “it will only take a minute.”He looks worried, but he purses his lips and just stays by my side as a silent guard.“Did you sign them?” I point at the folder in Sebastian’s hand, “Give me.”He flinches with a reluctant look.My whole world turns red at his move. I swear to God! I take a deep breath to hold in the firing bursting out of me: “I’m fucking staying, so give me the fucking folder!”“Scar, you are in shock--” Sebastian stops his words when I glare at him right in his eyes. I don’t know if my eyes are bleeding, but the whole world looks red.“You used the file to stop me, Se
Scarlett’s POV“He won’t...” Ava grips the torn pieces in her fists, mumbling to me. I don’t know about others, but I certainly see viciousness in her eyes.“What’s that?” I raise my voice as I pull out my phone, shooting a featured video for the drama queen, “Please, you are not saying you are into the husband of your sister, are you?”“Stop that!” Seeing me shooting, Ava covers her face like a vampire exposed under the sun. The camera wakes up her acting spirit, and she snaps out of it.Jack Fuller walks up and pulls her off the ground, a little rougher than necessary.“Mad at her now?” I turn my camera at Jack Fuller, “You weren’t exactly upset when she came to me with the cruel truth about my family. You only see how shameful she is to your family name now?”Jack Fuller shoots me a glare, reaching for my phone. I dodge backward quickly, and Adrian comes up fast, standing in front of me. His hands casually put in his pants, looking harmless.Jack Fuller halts his steps cautiously.
Scarlett’s POVAdrian didn’t leave. Instead, he guarded in front of the restroom and called Aurora.When I unhooked my door and pushed it open a slit, Aurora quickly found me. She came and buried my tear-ruined face in her chest, and hugged me tight until they could get me out of that restroom.They took me to the hospital for another check-up, and got me back to Aurora’s place after they made sure me and the baby were both okay.I have been numb the whole process, letting them operate me like a lifeless doll.It had been only a few days since the last time I was in her messy living room, and I felt like several lives had passed since that night. Lilith was waiting for us, and I burst into tears when they put me on the sofa, and wrapped me in a furry blanket with a mug of hot cocoa stuffed in my hands.I felt at home. I finally felt safe.I don’t know how long I had cried, but when I finally calmed down, I found them both still sitting by my side, their eyes red, too. Have they been c
Scarlett’s POVWell, I don’t have one.I talked big, but I didn’t really have a “revenge plan” in my mind. Doing people harm is a huge project, and just thinking about it exhausts me.“Whatever you want to do, we are here for you,” Aurora says this, only to dart a weird glance at Adrian --She could only speak for herself and Lilith on that one, but it’s also awkward to specially exclude him from it.“Yeah!” Adrian pretends he doesn’t understand Aurora’s awkward glance, nodding firmly with a genuine tone, “We are ALL here for you.”Aurora darts her eyes away, pressing her lips downward as they try to curve up as if having their own minds.“You are staying with me though, right?” Aurora averts the topic she started, again, “I’m trying to get Lilith to come and live here, too. Her law firm is twenty minutes walk from her, and we can have pillow fights----”Just within a minute, Aurora glances at Adrian in pure awkwardness twice with a look like she wants to bite off her own tongue. She
Scarlett’s POVWhat does that mean?I stare at Adrian as a million possibilities run around my head. How did he know? Did he know something? Is he talking about the junkie thing, or my dad, or both... I dare not go for the one direction that I’m afraid to go--Could it mean...that my mom can still be alive?“It can wait,” Aurora rubs my shoulder as I apparently freeze.“I’m okay,” I mumble, but I AM a bit out of it. I don’t feel like bursting out in tears when I hear about it again, but I don’t know if I could take it to have my hopes up only to be crushed again.Adrian sighs, giving me a resigned look: “This would be how you feel ALL THE TIME, if you look into this yourself. Every piece of new information, confirmed or not, will be an emotional rollercoaster. And quite frankly, I don’t think you can handle it--”“Adrian Dunn!” Aurora bursts out in anger, “How could you--?!”“Aurora,” I follow her up to stop her, “It’s okay. I’m okay, and he is actually right. If I can’t take such a n
Scarlett’s POVI took my suitcase when I came to the Fuller’s Villa this time. Performing my debut in front of the queen of acting, I need the right armor.I stayed at Aurora’s for a couple of days to recover -- Welllll, for fun, okay?! I’m back on the movie now that I’m staying in the city. The shootings start in two weeks, so I enjoyed my limited freedom alone in the apartment, doing final edits of the script, and relaxing.We managed to persuade Lilith. She is sharing the apartment with Aurora now, and they are both workaholics. They deserve each other.On Lilith’s second day of work -- the day when they’d both started to get up really early and come back super late, I dragged my little suitcase to my own battlefield.This time, I came FOR blood.Henry the doorman let me in with a smile, suspecting nothing. This is the silver lining of having hypocrites as enemies -- they keep the fights inside, and it can be convenient for both parties.Ava is the first one to spot me.Well, I sto
Scarlett’s POV“What’s this farce?” Jack Fuller grunts sullenly, his eagle eyes nailing on the cameraman sullenly, “This is the Fuller’s Villa, and he--”“...and he is MY cameraman. Dunn Entertainment assigned him to me, you know? For my first movie,” I smile at him, and successfully light up fire in his eyes with that, “Aren’t you proud of me?”Aurora was right. Acting with real emotions makes acting so much easier. I AM happy to see Jack Fuller irritated, which makes me smile wider, and hence, him angrier.Perfect!Anna Fuller shoots a worried look at her husband, and pausing for a second, Jack Fuller turns on his fox mode--“Of course I am,” He opens his arms as he walks over, “I’m proud that you rejected my help only because you wanted to prove yourself. That’s my girl.”Watching him walk closer, I’m so grossed out that goosebumps stand. I can’t stand a hug from him. I’d throw up.I think Jack Fuller knows that, and that’s exactly why he is doing this.He is so many levels above A
Scarlett’s POVIf there is one thing that Ava didn’t lie about, it’s her desire for Sebastian. And I’m betting on that.Ava pouts with big drops of tears pouring out of her. She looks at her parents beggingly, but she is not saying anything. She can’t deny my lie, because I can make it true.“Scar...” Anna Fuller changes into a softer tone, saying hesitantly, “You know Ava has been living in that room for years, I don’t know if--”“I mean,” I take my suitcase from Ava’s hand, lowering my eyes so I wouldn’t burst into laughter at my “sorrowful” tone, “I can leave, if that’s what you want.”“To where?!” Ava snaps with a shrill.“Ava Fuller!” Jack Fuller warns, and both Anny and Ava purses their lips, “If Ava cares so much about you, then I have no problem with it.” Said that, Jack Fuller turns and leaves the farce.Anna Fuller lands her sad but merciful look on me. The look that tells me to take a step back in fights with Ava. The look that I have been submitting to my whole life.“Ava,
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