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,
Sebastian’s POVScar has been hiding in Aurora’s place, I know. I wanted to give her some time and space first, though I doubt if all the time and space in the world could get her to listen to anything I have to say.Adrian has been throwing nasty comments at me recently, and I thought that was out of his feelings toward Scar at first, and I ignored him. But the moment Scar appeared at the Fullers, Adrian’s spammers almost flushed my app. That’s when I knew--They are up to something, and Scar wanted my attention elsewhere.I waited at my office, and surely enough -- not after a full hour Ava barged into my office, tears and all, saying Scar wanted her out of the family.I have learned my lesson by taking things at only her words.She has been accusing Scar of this and that all these years, and I believed her; she said she only mentioned giving Liam money in exchange for her own life, I did not have any evidence besides her and Liam Ryan’s story.But what happened the other day at the
Sebastian’s POVThe shock in her eyes only tells me how much I have been ignoring her, how much I have taken her for granted, and how much she has been suffering for so long, that such a simple idea is surprising to her.She glares at me, but her foggy eyes make her glare less fierce, more pitiful like a wronged kitten. Her fragile look tickles me, along with her steaming red cheeks.I don’t want to see pain in her eyes, never again. I just want to wipe them off her eyes, in any way I can.I tilt my head, reaching for a kiss.“If you dare--” Scar hisses at me angrily, her claw reaching for my face. I catch her tender wrist easily, whispering in her ear: “She’s watching, no?”Scar hesitates, her watery deer eyes dart to the door, and I take my chance and land my lips gently on her swan neck, finally.A stolen kiss, yet the sweetest ever.I linger on her taste like a butterfly grabs on a flower. It’s stealing from the flower, but it is what the butterfly depends its life on.“Enough is
Scarlett’s POVIf it were anyone else I would have given them a cold snort. But as much as I have been hurt by this man, I can’t deny that he was as honest as it comes. If he says he wants another chance, then he means it.It’s the motive behind it that I doubt.I once held marriage sacred, but now I know. It doesn’t matter if he is doing this for Granny’s sake, for the company’s image, for the guilt of exploiting me, or for any other possible reasons -- if it’s for ANYTHING but love, it would be a disaster.“I don’t give out second chances,” I push him away calmly, and before he continue to plea I add, “and I had been handing those out to you so much like meals of the day.”He opened his mouth only to close it. Staring at me with deep blue in his eyes, he stands there with his throat rolling slightly. But he is not saying anything.What’s there to say? I have said and done everything I could and more, and they never mattered. And now only after they pushed me beyond what I could take
Scar couldn’t answer Silco’s question.What kind of a question was that?! She doesn’t treat them differently! They are all her enemies, and they all played a part in that horrifying night five years ago! When Ava bullied her, Sebastian took Ava’s side; when Ava needed her blood, Sebastian was the one plugging the tube into Scar’s wrist; when Ava tried to murder her child, HIS child, he gave Ava the key to their house! So of course she treats them differently! If Ava was a murderer, then Sebastian was just a stupid tool Ava used; if Ava wanted her dead, Sebastian only failed to protect her.So why that question?!Why SHOULD she treat them as equally evil? She doesn’t only because she is a fair person!Having a bloody battle in her mind, Scar couldn’t help but feel angry when she couldn’t pin down where the anger comes from.It was a simple question, one that she does have an answer for.So why couldn’t she?Why did she feel guilty when Silco asked that, and why did she run from that qu
Silco finally nods with a proud smile, seeing Scar had led her to where he was leading her to go: “I think that would raise our chances by a lot, princess.”Scar’s eyes beam, not at the coming win, but at the proud look from Silco.She doesn’t even realize it.Never in the first twenty years of life has she tasted what being proud of feels like, and that’s not because of a lack of trying. For a very long time, she believed so long as she worked hard, she would get the praise from Jack and Anna just like Ava. She never did.It feels amazing.While Scar is enjoying her newfound secret, forbidden satisfaction, Lilith is amazed at the closeness shared between Scar and Silco that her best friend doesn’t seem to even notice herself. Does Scar still remember that she doesn’t even know the identity of this man? Scar looks up at him like a little lamb at her shepherd.What’s with this sudden, almost-father-daughter vibe?!“So we just wait?” Scar asks Silco, “What if they don’t make a move?”“Y
“Silco!” Still in the euphoric state, Scar springs off the sofa, demanding the man like a little girl, “You knew him?! Elijah Green? Did you know what a weirdo he was?! Who tells people that they look like their dead friend on the first time they meet?! Why on earth did you make me go to that horrible party?! You owe me an explanation!”Silco lets out a smirk, “Dead...friend? Interesting...” He laughs at her pout, rubbing her hair as he leads her back to the sofa: “The party was horrible? Then why did I hear that the Fuller’s mother-daughter pair put on quite a show to entertain?”Well, it WAS quite enjoyable when they panicked as their lies spilled all over the floor before Scar picked it up for them.Scar sticks her tongue out.“Sure, she begged me for mercy,” Scar shrugs, throwing herself back into the sofa with a loud sigh, “but they only wanted to keep up their lies in front of the Green Lady. I have been calling her about our deal and she hasn’t picked up yet. Pretty sure I got
“I have heard a lot about you,” Elijah Green grins at Scar, giving a meaningful glance in the Green Lady’s direction.The Fullers are pasting around the Green Lady again, like two buzzing flies that would always come back. Looking over, Scar couldn’t help but let out a snort, “So have I.” She says with a cold voice, “Is that what this conversation is for?”If he is here to fight for Ava, too. Scar frowns. She swears to God! She would—“I think they are lying to mom,” Elijah Green answers tamely, as if he doesn’t even hear the sarcasm in Scar’s tone. In Scar’s surprised look, the man laughs like a marshmallow, with a childish, mischievous shade in there, “Anyone who looks so much alike my dear -- hmm -- friend, couldn’t be a bully.”Every time he says that, he adds a pause in there as if it originally wasn’t a “friend”, but something else there. Weird. Scar thinks.“...but I bet you are fierce, no? I bet you are kind to people, but take the stand if needed,” Elijah Green is still going
Sebastian is afraid.Never in his life has he been so. How could he not? He is in the face of his final judgement. He only got through the past five years lying to himself that Scar hated him because Alice died, when he managed to save Alice. That’s his one shred of hope. That some day, when he could tell Scar that, all will be forgiven and forgotten.But that’s precisely why he dared not touch it. Because deep down, he knows that the answer is likely to be no.He just doesn’t know how to survive that answer. If his actions would never get forgiveness from the one person he can’t live without. Then what?It takes him all his willpower to force his eyes up to meet Scar’s. His throat so dry that it starts hurting. He grips a fist, hides it in his pocket with his whole body stiff like a rock.There is storm in Scar’s eyes.There is anger, of course. Anger for all that has happened. Anger for all his stupid mistreatment and self-righteousness. Anger for all the hurt he used to meet her lo
In so many years to come, Sebastian would be grateful that Scar caved, again.He could see the struggle in her eyes, and the familiar fire that would have driven her to call off the deal. But for several long seconds, she doesn’t say anything.He takes that as an “in” and drags her away.He is not sure what he would have done if Scar chose Scott. It’s not like he could really keep her away from the lead of her mom’s case. He has investigated for so many years, just so he could give her what she wants when she wants it.Just not Scott.Or any other men.“I didn’t know you were interested in eye candy,” Sebastian squeezes Scar's hand punishingly when he notices that long after they arrived at the small table across the room from Scott, she is still gazing in that direction.Scar frowns at his sting. What’s his problem?? Ever since she enter Ava’s proud event, he has been a bother none stop. Just because he has got something that she’s interested, he thought he could walk over her??“I g
“Stop it! We weren’t talking about you!” Scar frowns, stepping up for Scott. She can’t have Scott being a target of Sebastian because of her.Scott might be next in line to inherit the Green empire, but he has never spent a day in his life fighting in the business world. How’s that fair?!Scott smirks at Sebastian from behind Scar.Sebastian is boiling. “Hiding behind a woman? Is that all you got?!”“Am I supposed to be ashamed? For hiding behind Scar?” Scott grins, not seeming to be offended at all as he drawls with that annoying smirk, “I don’t know. It sounds like you are upset that you don’t get to do the same.”Sebastian’s eyes are murderous now.Scar’s eyes open wide. She has never seen Sebastian like this. Losing his cool in front of anyone. Sarcasm and personal attack? Is this man really the white knight who always dominates in any room?He looks like an ordinary, jealous husband.The thing is, he is no longer her husband to have the right to be jealous of men she talks to!“W
Even at the top of her anger, all Scar wanted was to take back what she was owed and extend justice. Her eyes open slightly at his words, amazed at Scott’s careless tone.He lost his mom just like she did. He was unwanted by his original family, just like she was. But instead of tormenting himself, he chooses to torment everyone who owed him and maintains his life.“I wish I could be so free, just like you...” Scar murmurs, “How did you turn up well, losing your mom when you were a baby...?”When she became such a mess that she couldn’t hold on to anything good in her life?“I couldn’t do it, not without Mr. Vanderbilt.” Scott shakes his head.Mr. Vanderbilt...Scar lowers her eyelashes, hiding her secret within.Scott lands his gloomy look on Elijah Green, who is socializing with the guests not far from them, “If he didn’t take care of me all these years, the Greens would never have taken a low level orphan boy back, no matter the blood running through my veins.”Scar doesn’t recogni
Bored at the party, Scar leans against the window frame, her lips tainted with wine, her eyes nailed on Anna Fuller.All the guests who came for the Green lady are influencers in the city, if not flew in specially for this event. It’s a huge thing for the Green family, and their first chance to contact the prince of the Greens, meaning, the future of the Greens.“Someone looks happy,”Scar flinches when a voice snaps her out of her bored mind wandering, only to see Scott’s face.“Not as happy as you,” Scar snorts not without sarcasm, “…PRINCE Scott.”Scott’s smile is bright and sunny like any boy in the neighborhood.“Sorry I didn’t tell you earlier,” Scott makes a bitter face, “I guess I…I wanted you to see me for me, not any title that was coming my way.”“In case I said yes to you for the heritage you were going to get?” Scar folds her arms, sneering, “That was a lousy assumption--”“No!” Scott lets out a surprise laugh, “I thought I would have a bigger chance to woo you! If withou