Scarlett’s POVLilith needs money.She never shows that part of her life to us. She is the kind of person who would take a student loan and three part-time jobs and never mention it to us. But she paid up that loan already and she just got a decent job. What could make her come for money like this?“What’s the plan?” Lucas asks, his eyes on the fight, “I understand your worry, but your friend has the upper hand.”“She just took a punch!” I hiss at him.“Well, it’s still a fight,” Lucas rolls his eyes, his tone admiring: “She’s tough though. She would rather take a harder blow with her body rather than one on her face. To hide her secret, I assume?”I lower my eyes, can’t look at the fight anymore.I don’t know what to do. I have always respected her decision on this matter, but if she is taking such a risk for money, is it still okay to not intervene? But even if I wanted to help, I don’t know if I could, or if she would even take it. Telling her that I know about this might end up on
Damian’s POVI try to keep the search for my sister a secret.Vanderbilt’s name attracts too many impostors as it is. Just because of the news about how they found my mom’s car under a cliff but without a trace of the baby, we have been dealing with all sorts of people coming to us over the years, claiming that they raised my sister who they found near the crash site. Some of them even came for the reward with a dead baby’s picture. Basically, they were selling their kids, dead ones, too.It’s fair to say that I have seen the darkest part of humanity.Most of them are easy to spot though -- we have never revealed the fact that Mom’s blood type is RH-, as well as the baby. Even unable to make a DNA test, a simple medical examination report from any period of their life could pick out most of the fake ones.But they still do damage--Every time such a claim reaches Dad, it takes his heart for a rollercoaster ride with an almost definite disappointing end.Dad loves Mom too much to even
Scarlett’s POVIn the end, I didn’t talk to Lilith that night.She doesn’t want us to know. It might hurt her pride more than helping her with her financial problem. I need to talk to Aurora first about it. Besides, Lilith never mentioned Damian Vanderbilt to us, so I’m not sure how to talk to her about that either. I don’t think Lilith would be with him if she knew he had other women, but I don’t have evidence either.But all these are just excuses.I fled the scene because I might be a Vanderbilt, an unwanted one no less.Lucas got a hotel for us, and I hid in my room for three days straight. My activities mainly involve searching about the Vanderbilts online and hiding under the cover every five minutes.I believe the cover has the power to block off all ghosts, so it should be able to protect me from other horrible things, too.There isn’t much about them online.Or, the ton of information about them online says little that I need. They appear on the news for museums under their n
Scarlett’s POVAfter that one bombing sentence, Adrian did not continue but started leading the way to his car.He has been shooting me observing looks all the way even after he started driving. I sneakily take longer breaths, waiting patiently for him to conduct his “mental status evaluation” on me. I don’t want him to worry about me, and I can handle this. I need him to know.“Lucas told me everything,” Adrian finally says, eying me in the rare mirror, “How have you been holding up? I’m actually impressed that you pulled yourself together after only three days.”I frown leeringly: “Please don’t tell me that the boss of the Dunn empire has been squatting downstairs of my hotel for the past three days...”Adrian lets out a laugh, the worry in his eyes faints a little.“I have eyes on your personal driver, that’s all,” Adrian gives me a harmless smile, “By the way, I’m not the only one doing that, apparently.”“Who else?!” I frown. I understand that Adrian is doing this out of concern
Hey guysI have seen your complaints recently, and I think you are making sense.I can't update today because I deleted my drafts for today (and the next few days). It's a whole event, and I want to see if I can design it better for you. I'll come back with a new version as soon as I can.Don't wait up.Nyx
Scarlett's POVDare not to get into the past of my parents, I pushed everything to the back of my head when I got out of Adrian’s car and joined the shooting scene. It’s not wise to hang your mind on a decade-old divorce case when you are shooting a young adult romance.The main body of my story is the memory of the main characters, so we are shooting at a school for the first two months. Adrian’s alma mater was kind enough to allow the shooting of the campus, along with some classrooms and everything.I chose it because Sebastian -- the origin of my male lead in the story -- also went here, along with Ava and me. This is where our story happened. Adrian taunted me about this choice, thinking I was making my dream of a happy ending with Sebastian come true in my movie. A girl saved by a boy, ended up getting into a sweet relationship with him before entering a happy marriage.He was wrong.I’m not the origin of the female lead in the movie. Ava is.Sebastian might have saved me, but he
Scarlett’s POV“That’s your female lead, Aria,” James Deep suddenly turns over, apparently hearing Amilia’s comment on him and apparently, not planning on saying anything about that, “Amilia, you are up in five.”“Yes, sir!” Amilia makes a face at him and leaves, but not before she winks at me.I can’t close my shocked open mouth.For a moment there I really thought I met the young Ava -- the pretty, bright, perfect girl in school who is nice to you even if just met. But maybe because she plays Ava, I now can’t shake off the feeling that behind her smile there are also dark schemes running.But that’s not even the issue--“You--you...you chose her?!” I mumble at James Deep, more like talking to myself, “...why?”James Deep shoots me a cocky look: “Are you asking because she fits the image of your female lead?”I close my mouth. Yep, he totally saw through me and my script. I thought it was a clever twist -- everyone knows I’m Mrs. Knight, and everyone knows the story of the Fuller gir
Scarlett’s POVHe knows nothing!“I have never followed you anywhere,” I fold my arms, feeling safer. His suspicion is only about that night. No way he would ever suspect that I heard his dark plan, too.“You FAILED to,” He corrects me in an arrogant tone. Lucas's pride would definitely refute if he was here. But he isn’t.“Are you always this paranoid, or you don’t know the possible consequences of slander, Mr. Lawyer?” I grin at him, and he purses his lips into a smirk, not talking back.“Mr. Scott,” James Deep makes way and Oliver Scott follows us out, and so does Damian Vanderbilt. I follow them, and can’t help but throw peeks at him from the side.This man is my brother? Biological one? Like Gabriel to Ava? He is taller than Gabriel, but not as bulky. He wears thin glasses, but somehow I just feel like he is not any less a fighter than Gabriel. What would it be like if he was as protective of his sister as Gabriel of Ava?“Like what you see?” He suddenly turns around and catches