Scarlett’s POVI have to admit, Oliver Scott is a good actor alright.I didn’t add too much twist in the movie for Adrian’s role. In the story, he is just an admirer who is fun, teasing with genuine love. Flat characters like this don’t entice the audience that much. He is not a necessary role for the plot, but a hidden bonus in the movie just for me.But Oliver Scott made him luring.He painted a bad boy who is annoying, who is feared and worshipped by his peers, who does things his own way, and who is the opposite of the white knight. But even so, he doesn’t come off as a villain, but as a deeper character with many layers.If the love between the boy and the girl who he saved is a sweet cheesecake, then his feelings toward “Scar” is like a bowl of spicy buffalo wings -- dangerous yet luring, scary yet enticing.“I know I’m not exactly what you imagine for this role,” Oliver Scott leaves the scene, walking up to me, “but I convinced the director to show you what I can bring out of t
Scarlett’s POV“Hmm...”I mean, nice gesture but, it’s what a husband does for his wife when they actually live together. We don’t.Hesitating at his hand, I’m a bit daunted in the face, not sure how to refuse without being too hostile. I don’t want to make him my enemy anymore. It’s tiring hating a person. But I don’t know how to be friendly without giving him false hope.We can’t go back.“I’m here bearing gifts,” He pulls out two files from behind his back like they are secret flowers, “Take my hand and they are yours. I know for sure that you don’t want to miss at least one of them.”The divorce papers? I almost blurt that, but I swallow them. It’s too mean.“What is it?” I demand before taking his hand. He cocks an eyebrow, looking slightly surprised as he laughs: “I thought you would ask if they are our divorce papers.”It would be a good joke if his smile was not bitter.“It’s the divorce papers of your parents,” He sighs as if a bit disappointed that I didn’t say the mean thin
Scarlett’s POVI stop, but I don’t know how to turn around.For a long moment I pause there, and for a long moment, he waits patiently behind me.How great it would be, if he had asked me this question at ANY POINT in our marriage? If he had doubted Ava just a little bit in the long time window when I kept hope, I would have jumped to tell him the truth. If I had even a shred of confidence that he would have believed me, I would have.But now...I turn around, only to find him standing on the green grass when I’m already off on the cold blacktop. A hard line between us, like the five years that we can leap over. He looks at me with too complicated a look that I can’t quite read. In his eyes are hope, struggle, hesitation, and...fear.Fear of what? Of me being the girl he saved? Or not?“The question is...” I take a deep breath just so I can look into his eyes, “Do you WANT me to be?”Were you taking care of Ava ONLY because of that girl, or was your love for her also because of who sh
Scarlett’s POV“I, owe, you?” I raise my eyebrows, poking his chest with a frown.Sebastian chuckles at my “attack”, holding my waist tighter: “I owe you a million apologies and more. I owe you a good husband, a comfortable home, and five years of happiness, but yes, this one thing, you do owe me.”“I gave you a chance and a million after that,” I humph at him, trying to push him away with my arms as wedges between us. Effort in vain.“You don’t love me anymore, do you?” Sebastian asks and I lower my eyes. He taps my chin up with a hooked finger, but to my surprise, there is a smile instead of sadness in his eyes, “I know you don’t, and I deserve that. But you forced me to marry you when I wasn’t in love with you, and you owe me a chance to pursue you now, when our position is exactly the opposite.”“I just want what you asked of me five years ago, Scar,” Sebastian gazes at me with his soulful eyes, “Every bit of my debt I will pay, but I want to collect just this one debt from you...
Damian’s POV“Surprised to see you without your little pet,”I’m about to be bored to death at Oliver’s party. Well, sort of a “party”. It’s just a club where a lot of actors hang out, and he just invited a few more, and tagged it a “truth and dare” themed night. I enjoy a drink with him occasionally, but a quiet drink, not this type.“I wouldn’t be if I’m not stuck here, so, thanks for that,” I roll my eyes at him, resting my arms and neck on the back of the sofa as I try to ease the sourness in them. Oliver calls Lilith my little tail because I have been working extra hours recently -- something I don’t normally do -- just to spend time with Lilith.I never liked the mentor-apprentice rule in law firms, but when she came to join, I couldn’t help but chase off all the other partners who had eyes on her.I never thought I would want one myself.But how could I not? She’s perfect. Lilith is a great work companion, a kind person and a cute girl. She works herself to the most, but she wou
Damian’s POV“The mean girl? Who’s married? Whose blood type is registered as AB?” I blink at Oliver, can’t quite process what he said, “How much did you drink tonight?”He rolls his eyes at me. He rolls his eyes at ME when he is the one being ridiculous?!“Uncle Johnny always says that I saved your life, when in fact I hesitated about helping you,” Oliver suddenly blurts, coming to sit by my side, “I felt bad taking your help because...I don’t know if I would have saved you, if it wasn’t my team member that hurt you in the first place.”“What do you mean?”“I mean,” Oliver raises his glass, giving me a mysterious smile, “the world is a dark place.”What does that mean?!“You know I lost my parents to a car accident, right?” Oliver leans in, his voice low and his look heavy, which is very rare, if you know him. “A car crashed into him, but it wasn’t an accident. It was murder.”“What?! Why the hell didn’t you say anything?! We can look into it--”“The driver is still in prison,” Oliver
Damian’s POV“So the surprise you invited tonight was Scarlett Fuller?”Oliver gives me his icon smirk: “You said you wanted to get to know her while looking into whether she’s the real Alice, no? So, I invited both of them.”And neither of them showed up.Waited late into the night, Oliver finally began to get nervous. Taking the time to rest, I close my eyes so I don’t have to see his guilty look.“That’s weird...” Oliver mumbles to himself, but makes it loud enough for me to hear, “I was so sure that at least Scarlett Fuller would come...”I can’t help my laugh escaping me, and Oliver hits me on the shoulder with red ears.“What?!” I laugh at him, “You have met them like what, twice?? What makes you so sure that--”“I saw her eyes!” Oliver cuts me off with solemn look, “I recognize a clean look in them, it’s like...like someone who maintains her innocence after seeing real darkness...I don’t know how to describe it, but I just feel her, okay?!”Seeing my taunting nod his solemnness
Damian’s POVI frown at the sight, confused, too.I got her 10,000$ in that fight last time. I didn’t dare give her more because she might get suspicious. So when she didn’t return to the black fight club, I took that as the money being enough to cover whatever problem she was having. So why is she doing another part-time? At such a place no less?!“You don’t work your people too hard, do you?” Oliver says with a sarcastic tone, “I knew there was a dark side in that girl! Not to brag but... I told you soooo.”I click my tongue at him, and he raises both his hands but rolls his eyes at the same time.Oliver doesn’t like Lilith for some reason. He keeps calling her my pet because he sees her as a gold digger. Well, he sees all women around me as gold diggers, and most of the time, I agree with him. But he is wrong about Lilith. She has something special in her. I don’t know why he can’t see that.“Since your surprises are not coming anyway--” I stand up, sorting my suit. Maybe I should
“Word has it that his mistress and kid were open secrets in the family. Now that his son with his current wife died, they have no choice but to admit the bastard. He’s the only heir.”Heir of the Green family. That’s not an ordinary pie that falls off the sky every day.Scar can't help but frown, darting her judging eyes over to the man surrounded by a bunch of suits in the middle of the room.Elijah Green. Mistress and bastard.She already doesn’t like him.It’s not like she doesn’t know that there are dirty corners in this world, but cheating has never been part of her life, even raised by scums like the Fullers. The only positive thing Scar won’t deny about Jack Fuller is that he really loves Anna Fuller.That’s why Scar doesn’t like Johnny Vanderbilt. She hasn’t confirmed his affair with Anna Fuller to be one way or the other. But if he was decent enough, then there wouldn’t even be rumors about him and Anna Fuller because he wouldn’t have given people the room for that suspicion
“Sebastian, please. You know today is important to mom,” In the end, Ava softens her voice, putting on her innocent victim act. After all, that’s the role she has been practicing her full life, “Mom sees Mrs. Green as her own granny, and they haven’t seen each other in decades. I just want to make sure that the night will go smoothly, that’s all.”Sebastian cocks his eyebrows, genuinely shocked. A bit apprehensive, he dares not to look at Scar, only to realize Scar might not even know--Scar has no clue that her mom has anything to do with THE Green family in the country. Not to mention the fact that Anna Fuller knew Emma way before their marriage drama with Johnny Vanderbilt. Green is too common a name, and Scar only picked it because the only one who ever showed her love was the mom who died for her.“I don’t think being rude to Mrs. Green’s invited guest would do that,” Sebastian grabs Scar’s wrist, showing the invitation held in her hand to Ava as if it’s just an innocent move. Sc
For the preparation of the script, Sebastian offered Scar an office at his company – a special perk that none of his movies had shared before. After all, there is no such need for his directors OR his writers to have an office at the headquarters.Of course, it’s just his way of trying to get close to Scar.And of course, Scar didn’t take up on his offer.She wanted Sebastian’s company to deliver her movie because Ava would hate that. Nothing else. Rejected, Sebastian allowed the month Scar wanted for the script, and told her there would be a shooting team ready for her.The next time Scar met Sebastian, it had already been a week after the incident with Ava, who didn’t make any move during. For a moment there, Sebastian expected a divorce paper from Ava, but she didn’t do it.The condition for Ava to donate blood for Scar was that Sebastian would marry Ava, give her Z-house, and… he can’t divorce her.Unlike Scar, Sebastian was sentenced to life that night.“What is SHE doing here?”
“What are you doing here?!”An angry shout bursts out when Scar is just finishing putting her signature down on the contract.Ava barges into the office.Sebastian wasted no time to fulfill his promise as if worried that she would back out of the deal she brought to him. Worried about Ava? Even after all the shitty things Ava pulled, he still takes care of her. Protecting Ava is a habit carved deep into his bones.His secretary drafted the movie contract with shocking speed. Scar would have had her lawyer go through it, but she didn’t. Even if there were loopholes in the contract, she wouldn’t care.Her target was never the profit. It was Ava.Watching Ava storming in, Scar just sits there with a taunting smile. This is such a familiar scene that Scar almost can’t stop herself from laughing -- there was a time when she was the angry wife storming into his office when he was spending time with Ava.“Fancy seeing you here, Mrs. Knight,” Scar taunts with her head tilted. Ava pauses a sec
“How long have you been standing there?!”Sebastian didn’t realize he had been standing there staring until Scar suddenly looked up only to gasp startled.“Sorry! I knocked but you didn’t hear me,” Sebastian blurt, raising both his hands, “I didn’t want to disturb.”His polite and gentle tone raises guilt in Scar. She was the one who came unannounced, and still he agreed to talk. She is in HIS meeting room and she just shouted at him when she was the one being rude.“Sorry…” She mumbles, frowning at herself. She just realized that she still owe the man a “thank you”, and instead of that, she seemed to have bullied him again. She spent her whole teenage years trying to get his attention and she failed, but now when she wants to cut him out of her life, it only seems to tangle their lives even closer.“You wanted to see me?” The man smiles at her, pulling out the chair at the end of the long table, next to her but not too close as the one beside her would be.Scar likes the distance. He
Sebastian never got that phone call.Mainly because Scar didn’t go through it. Call it cold feet, but she wasn’t even sure how to talk to him about it -- about her revenge plan.Never before had she felt so lonely, not even in those five years.In those five years, she knew she was shutting herself down. She couldn’t let herself crawl out of the grief of her baby, but she knew she had friends, and maybe families if she wanted.Not like now.She was so determined to die with Ava. To ruin her life like how Ava ruined hers, before ending it with their death. That was so simple and efficient a plan, and she was okay with that.But she can’t find the courage to embrace death in her anymore, not after the incident with Sebastian.She didn’t know if he saved her out of love or guilt, but he did save her. She had a glimpse of death, and he sheltered that dark shadow with his own body, and that shone a new light on her life. She is still living in the big house Silco got her, having all the fa
“Why is Scar mama starting at the sky all the time?”Alice’s voice pulls back Scar’s wondering mind. She blinks, only to realize that she has again lost her train of thought sitting on the bay window in her bedroom. She has been like this for a week after the incident with Sebastian.She feels like a part of her is left behind at the dim abandoned factory, but she can’t pin down what.From the corner of her eye, she spots Alice sticking her head into her bedroom but only barely as if trying to hide, but her chubby hands grabbing the frame of the door already exposed her long before.How cute. Scar thinks.Pretending that she didn’t spot Alice, Scar sighs, drawling her tone as if talking to herself: “What a dull view. If only my cute little Alice is right here right now...”“But I am!” Alice couldn’t wait but jumped out from where she was hiding, raising her arms high up with a smile brighter than the sun, “Scar mama, I’m here to visit you!”Scar bursts into laughter as she picks Alice
That’s the only plausible option.He has no idea who Silco is, and he takes this blind shot only because: he doesn't feel any hostility from Silco against Scar. Silco IS pulling off some dirty shit, but it wasn’t to hurt HER. He was the only target in this show.Silco sent the men to abduct her, but the crash managed to hit the front left corner of Scar’s car when she was in the right back seat, where she would take the least damage. They imprisoned her but didn’t even pull a knife on her, not until he barged in. They chased after them with bats and others, but Scar came out with not even a scratch.They could have easily cracked his skull when he tried to guard the door with his own body.Even if it was all a show, it was carried out with great care. His motive is not hatred toward Jack Fuller, but care for Scar. After this long, the man has dodged only one of his questions: why he is helping Scar.Why indeed. There is no other possibility.To his surprise, Sebastian’s question makes
“And puts him away for two or three years with half of that time paid off with YOUR money?” Silco lets out a cold snort, “Did you get to where you are all by your grandma’s wealth and that empty head of yours?”Sebastian’s ears turn red.“The only reason I would not press charges is if they would provide information on Jack Fuller, and Jack Fuller knows that,” Silco explains impatiently as if facing a silly student, “even if they deny that, Fuller won’t believe it. He is that kind of man.”“You know him personally?!” Sebastian catches that quickly.Silco lets out a cold smirk, but this time with satisfaction in his eyes.“Jack Fuller has some links to the mafia,” Silco continues, ignoring Sebastian’s question, “and I want to dig up his roots this time. Get it, smart kid?”“I’ll play along if you let me in your treatment plan for Scar,” Sebastian negotiates.“Now you care about her? Did you care when you left her for that mistress of yours on her wedding day? Did you care when you enjo