Hey guys
Sorry for the wait. Had a crazy weekend at the hospital...so horrible. I won't bother you with the details. Just got to my computer and will update as soon as I can.
I'm grateful for your support and patience, and if I kept anyone waiting or disappointed, I'm really sorry.
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Scarlett’s POVShit, she’s coming out!I panic, looking around for a hiding place. I came to rescue Lucas, and I put on a party dress to mingle in. My plan was to make a scene and catch Ava’s attention -- she would flip if she saw me at her party. Then Lucas would get an escape window.But she wasn’t even there to guard anything. She was there to steal! And she not only notices Lucas, but is now coming out! Shit shit shit!I have no time but to turn and hide behind the pillar closest to the study when its door opens, but now I’m a full living room away from the staircase, and there is no way I can make it back to my room.I can’t let Ava see me outside of my room!“What are we hiding from?”A voice startles me jumping high, only to see Sebastian’s innocent face. He looks slightly stunned as if I was the one who was trying to give him a heart attack, instead of the other way around.Why is he suddenly everywhere when I stopped wanting to see his annoying face?!“There is no ‘we’!” I hi
Scarlett’s POV“I don’t know,” Ava blurts almost instantly without thinking, then her tone turns suspiciously, “...why are you asking?”“Why do you think?” Sebastian lets out a light laugh, but if I’m not mistaken, the laugh does not reach his eyes. I have never seen him treat Ava with such an attitude.Ava pouts her lips, staring at Sebastian with her deer eyes wide open, her tone timid like a tamed sister-in-law: “You are asking for...her? Are you two...getting back together?”Sebastian glances in my direction again: “Yes, hopefully soon.”Ava lowers her eyes.“I thought she might forgive me if I helped her locate her biological parents,” Sebastian continues as if not seeing Ava’s bothered look.“Daddy doesn’t want anything to do with that family,” Ava murmurs with a scared face, “says the junkies will strangle us like vines if they found out that their daughter got adopted by rich people...”Or maybe they would try to save me from him.Good story, Jack Fuller.“I understand. No par
Scarlett’s POV“I don’t know if it belongs to your mom yet, but that necklace definitely has a story behind it,” Lucas smirks with confidence, “The chain has some rust on it. By the smell left in the case? I’d say...”I hold my breath, and he purses his lips, looking at me with a teasing smirk. I feel an anxiety rush when I realize he is taunting me, “What--?!”“Blood,” He blurts calmly, cutting my outburst out, and giving me another anxiety rush yet again.“What?!” I shrill.“Shushhhh!” He hisses at me, pointing at the door and leading me away from it and closer to the window. Right. It's not something for other’s ears.“But...blood? Why would there be blood on there? Do drug users spill blood when they are dying?” I can’t sort out a million questions in my mind, “And also, why would a junkie have such a nice necklace? And why would Jack Fuller take it? For money? He does not look like he is trying to sell it--”Lucas makes a quiet posture with his hand, finally shutting me up. He lo
Scarlett’s POV“You sure you don’t want to detonate this bomb in the Fullers’ faces?” Lucas throws the necklace case up and down, “Last chance.”Biting my lips, I answer in the end: “No.”“Did you hear that?” Lucas pulls out his phone, asking.What the--?! I charge up to him, and before I can throw a demand, he turns his phone, and on his screen is Adrian’s face.“He is my employer,” Lucas grins at me. Shooting him a glare, I take his phone. I’m not really against Adrian’s participation, but not when he is busy pursuing Aurora, and definitely not in this way!“I just called him to check up on you when you entered. Sorry,” Seeing my frustration, Adrian quickly explains, “I’m not monitoring over you, I swear.”“I guess I could use a friend’s advice...” I roll my eyes, can’t stay mad at the slippery fox, “but...I already made up my mind on this one.”“This is the fastest way to get a result. I know a pretty good lawyer, and maybe we can hear his opinion on this first?”“Do I have to make
Scarlett’s POVIt won’t work if Ava doesn’t leave Sebastian’s side, which is the most cases. Betting on my luck, I sneak to the edge of the staircase, peeking out without exposing myself.The lobby has only the chandelier on, dim mode. The faint yellow light cast an ambiguous spell on the crowd, and the air smells sexy. With the help of alcohol, it’s like everyone’s reason has been taken a bite from, and they are all now shaking their heads at the music, laughing and occasionally touching their bodies.The party is well-done now.In a light dress, I don’t stand out at all. Unlike Sebastian--I’m a bit surprised to find him sitting by the bar all alone, a drink in his hand and no Ava. He looks sullen and bored, but lucky for me, he is not leaving. The moment I look over, as if felt something, he suddenly looks up, and his eyes crushes right into mine. Then he smiles. A clean, friendly smile with little intention behind it. Just purely to be friendly.Just like the day when he saved me.
Sebastian’s POVI was pleasantly surprised that Scar would initiate a talk, only to realize -- Scar wants something from me.She is a free spirit, the opposite of Ava. She says what she thinks, and she does what her heart tells her to. Always. But not when she wants something. She turns into a different person, a tame girl who tries her best to behave, to flatter, to restrain.I used to scorn at that. I felt like she was always asking for something when Ava never asked for things. On top of that, she does it in a timid, almost scared way and I didn’t like it.Scar would ask all my friends but me about what I might like to get me “the right” gift, and ask me if I liked the gift when she gave it to me. If I said “yes”, she would smile so brightly with a timid question -- “Then do I get a full day with you? Just us?”I didn’t like Scar’s “hidden conditions” for the gifts, so I hated it when she gave me gifts. I felt like there were always traps behind it. I never thought about how hard i
Sebastian’s POVAs I watch her trying to engage me in a conversation, to keep me distracted with phony gratitude, I can taste only bitterness in my mouth no matter how much nerve-number I pour down.I know why she could lie to me now -- I’m no longer special to her.I am to her now as is everyone else, a person she can use and not feel bad about it. Honesty is to her a “solid base for marriage”. I ruined that marriage, and she is allowed to not give a damn to its base.She was right. She built a home for me, for us. A real home, not just a house to live in, a harbor where I could relax from my day and recharge, where I was cared for to the extreme without paying anything.I broke that heaven into pieces without realizing what I had.I watch her -- I meant I “not notice” her steal my phone and give it to a guy I don’t even know like the most awkward thief in the world that she is, tasting the bitter pain in my chest as if a thousand needles are piercing me.She has made her bed, then s
Scarlett’s POVIt can’t be Lucas if we are going through the door instead of the window. It has to be me. Even if anyone sees me, it won’t be a crime.“What took you so long?!” I hiss at him when he drags me to a dark corner. In his hand is an old bronze key of a weird shape. The gate of the villa uses a fingerprint lock, but Jack Fuller’s study still uses one of those old-school locks with a complicated physical key.What's he hiding in there?“This kind of lock is very expensive, one lock with only one key, and the key can’t be duplicated,” Seeing my confusion, Lucas explains, “And to answer your question, it’s because you gave me the wrong password for the phone.”“What?! It’s not Ava’s birthday?!” I exclaim, “I swear I have seen him using that.”“Well, maybe it was, but now it isn’t,” Lucas has a weird look on his face, “do you want to know what it is?”“It’s okay,” I wave my hand, “I don’t plan on stealing his phone all the time!”I have never stolen anything in my life. I was so