Adrian's voice was trembling, "Y-You said you wouldn't help! Why are you at the hospital?" Scarlett remained indifferent, "I'm here to get my cast removed." "Hmph, just as I thought, you're heartless!" Adrian fumed, his words turning coarse. Andrew wanted to see her. Yet she was so cold-hearted! "Our Young Mistress has already done enough; otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to find—" "Mrs. Robert," Scarlett interrupted her. She didn't need to explain her actions to anyone. Especially not to Caroline's son! He could think whatever he wanted; she didn't need to care about his opinions or thoughts! From inside the hospital room, Andrew must have heard the commotion and called out, "Is that you, Scarlett?" she pressed her lips together and responded, "Yes, it's me." "Come in, I need to talk to you." Scarlett had no intention of going in. She said, "You should focus on getting better." "Scarlett!" Andrew's tone grew firmer, "Do I have to get out of bed to come find you?" "Dad,
"When did this happen?" Chris's voice came through the phone. "I just got the news myself. It must have happened in the last couple of days." "We need to find her and bring her back!" he said in a deep, determined voice. "Understood." The call ended, and he put down his phone. With a loud thud, it hit the table, echoing his current state of mind. Scarlett asked, "What happened? Why are you so angry?" Belinda had been rescued from inside, and the person who helped her escape was her former wealthy boyfriend. Facing Scarlett's questioning gaze, Wayne didn't tell her the truth. "It's nothing." He would never allow Belinda to live freely. Because of her impersonation, he had mistakenly harmed his own child! Scarlett didn't think much of it, assuming it was just work-related frustration. She lowered her head and continued eating. After finishing his meal, Wayne was about to leave when Butler Ronald arrived. "Young Master, the Old Master wants to see you. Please co
The next morning, Chris arrived at work and saw Wayne in the office. He was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his dress pants wrinkled, and his white shirt hanging loosely, a stark contrast to his usual meticulous and sharp appearance. Chris walked over. "President Gray, you're here early today." Wayne didn't answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Chris, tell me, why does Scarlett insist on leaving me?" Chris was taken aback. Wayne had always been proud, never bowing his head to anyone. Chris had never seen him like this before. "Maybe she does have feelings for you, but she's too hurt to admit it," Chris suggested. Wayne knew there was some truth to that. Especially after she lost their child. That was his fault. But her determination to divorce was unyielding. No matter how much he endured or compromised, he couldn't bear the fact that she was willing to have her father kneel before his grandfather just to get a divorce. It was clear that Scarlett's dete
Scarlett had always been distant, but now she had come to find him on her own. Rafael felt a surge of happiness. Scarlett nodded, "Yes, I did." "Come on in," Andrew said warmly. Scarlett declined, "Maybe next time." She knew Caroline was inside. "Oh, Scarlett, you're here to see your dad?" Caroline must have heard the voices and opened the door, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Scarlett couldn't stand her. She thought Adrian wasn't as cunning, but how did she raise her son? Even good kids could be spoiled by her. Andrew got sick and all she thought about was the inheritance. How much did she really care about Andrew? Was she just after the money from the start? "I'm my dad's daughter. Isn't it normal for me to visit him?" Scarlett retorted. Caroline's face changed, "Didn't you always hate your dad? Now suddenly you're his daughter again? Are you after his money?" Scarlett hadn't intended to argue, but Caroline's constant talk about money made her uncomfortable
Scarlett angrily shook off Wayne's hand. So he had already planned to get a room with that woman? And he still pretended to like her in front of her? Why didn't he just become an actor? He was so good at pretending! "Wayne, you're such a liar!" Scarlett shouted as she stormed upstairs. Maybe her leg hadn't fully healed, or she was running too fast, or perhaps she was just too distracted. She tripped on the steps and almost fell, but she quickly grabbed the handrail to steady herself. Now Scarlett was even more furious. It was bad enough to make a fool of herself in front of him, but to do it in front of his new fling was unbearable. She muttered angrily, "These stairs are so poorly designed. What a crappy villa!" Wayne looked at her and said, "I'll have them torn down and rebuilt to your liking." Scarlett turned back and shot him a fierce glare. Look at this infuriating man, trying to flirt with her again. "If you have time to worry about me, why don't you go to the hotel an
Chris was utterly baffled. Was she really that desperate? Jumping into the sea? Did she have a death wish? "Get her out, dead or alive," Wayne commanded. Even if she was dead, he wanted to see the body with his own eyes. Chris immediately ordered his men to gear up and dive into the sea to search for her. Julian was heartbroken. He genuinely liked Belinda; otherwise, he wouldn't have risked offending Wayne to get her out of jail. "Wayne, this is murder!" Julian shouted angrily. His face remained icy cold, not even sparing him a glance. Chris scoffed at Julian, finding him ridiculous. "She jumped into the sea herself. Who killed her? Besides, we're diving in to save her!" Julian's face turned beet red with anger. "You're just twisting words!" "I'm stating the facts," Chris said, spreading his hands in a 'what can you do about it' manner, nearly causing Julian to explode with rage. After about an hour, the divers returned to the boat. "We couldn't find her. It's really hard
"Heh, you're quite clever, aren't you?" Caroline didn't bother to hide her intentions. Scarlett, facing Caroline's threat to kill her, remained remarkably calm. "If you kill me, you'll be breaking the law." "If I'm going to do it, I'll make sure there's no evidence left behind. Besides, even if I end up in prison or on death row, I'll have secured the entire Norman Family fortune for my son. He'll never want for anything in his life. It's worth it," Caroline sneered. "My son is the only heir. Andrew, whether he likes it or not, will have to leave the money to Adrian." "Adrian is his son. There's no way he wouldn't leave his fortune to his own child. You're overthinking this," Scarlett tried to reason with her. "He never considered Adrian. If Andrew really cared about his son, he wouldn't stubbornly refuse to divorce your mother!" Caroline's voice was filled with resentment. She harbored deep grievances against Andrew. What did he take her for? Why wouldn't he give her a legitim
Scarlett obediently followed along. The more compliant she appeared, the more the skinny man let his guard down. Not far away, a burly man lit a cigarette and urged, "Jarek, hurry up! I'm waiting here." Jared, in a good mood, responded, "You always tell me to hurry. For my pride, I gotta take my time!" The burly man mocked him mercilessly, "I want to see how long you can actually last." Jared was brimming with confidence. As he started unbuckling his belt, he said, "Hurry up." He urged Scarlett to undress. Scarlett nodded obediently, slowly unbuttoning her clothes while her eyes scanned the surroundings for anything that could be used as a weapon. The area was mostly weeds and gravel, but she spotted a sharp-edged stone that could serve her purpose. She stepped on the grass and said, "Let's make sure it's not uncomfortable to lie down." Jared, unsuspecting, even praised her for being considerate. Scarlett forced a smile and said, "Why don't you lay your clothes on the groun
Wayne glanced out the window, his stern face devoid of any expression. Only when he thought of someone did a hint of warmth appear. "To the Norman Family." " yes sir, he replied and headed towards the Norman Family residence. In no time, they arrived at the residence. Wayne got out of the car. "Leave the keys. You can go back." "Yes, sir." The driver parked the car and handed over the keys. Wayne took them and walked towards the house. The living room was empty and quiet; Scarlett was nowhere to be seen. He frowned slightly. Could she be out? No, that didn’t make sense. She wouldn’t take the baby out after just finding him. He began searching room by room, starting downstairs and then moving upstairs. Finally, when he pushed open one of the doors, he saw Scarlett.She was lying on her side on the bed, gently patting the baby, trying to lull him to sleep. He walked in quietly, his movements as light as possible, yet Scarlett still noticed someone entering. She turned her he
Before the lawyer could even begin reading the contents, Caroline couldn't wait any longer. She snatched the document from him, eagerly opening it to browse through the contents. Her heart was filled with joy and anticipation, dreaming of inheriting all the Norman Family's assets. However... The more she read, the paler her face became. By the end, her face was completely drained of color. "No, this can't be. Andrew would never do this to me. This must be fake. It has to be fake!" She screamed in madness, tearing the document to shreds. The lawyer didn't stop her because it was just a copy, not the original. It didn't matter if she tore it up. "You must have all conspired against me!" She glared at the lawyer and then turned her gaze to Scarlett and Beatrice. "You two! It must be you two behind this!" Scarlett couldn't be bothered to waste words with her. She signaled the lawyer to read the will. Caroline wasn't about to give up easily, but Adrian held her back and said, "Mom,
As she spoke, she noticed Scarlett holding a tiny baby in her arms. She quickly walked over and asked, "Where did this baby come from?" Before she could answer, she guessed, "Is it your friend's?" "It's mine," Scarlett said. Mrs. Robert's eyes widened. "Young Mistress... what did you say? Whose child is this?" Quickly, she thought of something. "Could it be the Master's?" Scarlett shook her head. "No." "What?!" Mrs. Robert was flabbergasted. "If it's not the Master's, then whose is it? Did you have a child with another man?" Scarlett didn't deny it. "Yes." "Scarlett," a deep, anger-laden voice sounded from behind her. Scarlett turned around to see Old Master Gray standing on the steps at the doorway, leaning on his cane. From his expression, it was clear he had heard Mrs. Robert's words. His face was ashen, and he spoke in a steady, yet stern voice, "Come with me." After speaking, she walked inside and headed towards Wayne's study. Butler Ronald glanced at Scarle
It was Adrian! "Adrian!" Caroline rushed over in a panic, terrified that something terrible had happened to her son. She lifted the metal frame and cradled her unconscious son, patting his cheeks. "Adrian, wake up! Please don't scare me like this, please..." Caroline was genuinely crying. Adrian was her only son, and all her hopes were pinned on him. If anything happened to him, she wouldn't be able to live on. Everything she did was for her son! "Are you stupid? Why did you save that woman who's fighting you for the inheritance?Scarlett's knee was bleeding heavily from the impact, but she ignored her own injury and took out her phone to call 911. She limped over, wanting to check Adrian's condition. Caroline, thinking Scarlett meant harm, pushed her away. "Don't touch my son!"Scarlett stumbled from the push. "If you don't want your son to be in danger, let me take a look. I'm a doctor; I won't hurt him," she said coldly. Caroline, still holding her son and crying, accused
"It's not up to you to decide who gets the Norman family's inheritance, Caroline. I will find out how my dad really died, and if you had anything to do with it, I won't let you off," Scarlett said coldly. Caroline had just returned, "If you dare to fight my son for the inheritance, I won't let you off either!" "Mom..." Adrian tried to persuade her. Andrew had just passed away, and here they were, arguing heatedly in front of his body. How could the deceased rest in peace? "Adrian, I'm telling you, don't let your father brainwash you. I'm the one closest to you. What does Scarlett have to do with you?" Caroline snapped. Adrian always sided with Scarlett, which made her very unhappy. She believed that Adrian's behavior was all Andrew's fault. He had instilled the wrong ideas in their son! Half-siblings, what kind of bond could they have? Given her own conflicts with Scarlett, it was destined that Adrian could never see Scarlett as family! And now, with the inheritance dispute,
Scarlett explained in a soft voice.Wayne only had a rough idea of what happened. After all, Caroline had chosen a remote location, and Wayne was clueless about what transpired in between. Hearing Scarlett say that Caroline had tried to harm her, Wayne's nerves tightened. "Are you hurt?" he asked. Scarlett shook her head. Thinking about Julian's injury, Wayne felt reassured. She was skilled with a scalpel; it wasn't easy to harm or capture her. However, she was still a girl, and no matter how smart, her physical strength had its limits. "Be careful from now on," he advised. "If anything happens, contact me immediately." "Okay," Scarlett replied, her clear, bright eyes blinking. "Wayne, I..." She wanted to tell him that she had given birth to a child. But as the words reached her lips, she hesitated, unsure of how to begin. "What's wrong?" Wayne asked. she lowered her head, trying to find the right words in her mind. "It's about last time. I had something important
Andrew had it all figured out. Once Scarlett vented her anger, he could ask her to take care of Adrian, and she wouldn't be able to refuse him. He had already planned everything. The distribution of the Norman Family's assets was settled in his will. No matter how hard Caroline tried, it would be futile. Caroline knew Andrew didn't have much love for her, but she never expected him to be so cold-hearted as to use the inheritance to threaten her into confessing for Scarlett. "I've been with you for almost twenty years. Don't you have any trust in me? I've told you, I didn't..." "Just tell me, are you going to confess or not?" Andrew cut her off, having no patience for her excuses. Caroline stood there, trembling all over. Though their relationship had never been particularly loving, they had always been seen together, and he had been gentle and considerate towards her. How could he be so heartless now? "I gave you a son!" she shouted, her voice breaking. Andrew remained
At this moment, his gaze at Scarlett was so intense it felt like it could tear her apart. If looks could kill, she would undoubtedly be dead by now! "I was just..." Scarlett began to explain. But Wayne abruptly stood up, clearly unwilling to hear any of her words or excuses, and stormed out of the dining room. Scarlett tightly pressed her lips together and didn't follow him. Wayne was furious right now; if she approached him, he wouldn't listen to her calmly. It was better to let him cool down first. She would explain once he had calmed down. "Achoo—" Scarlett covered her mouth as she sneezed! Mrs. Robert noticed and asked, "Are you catching a cold?" Scarlett nodded. Mrs. Robert went to get her some cold medicine. "Thank you," Scarlett said. Mrs. Robert smiled warmly, "You're Mr. Gray's wife. Taking care of you is part of my job." At the mention of Wayne, Scarlett lowered her eyes. She put the pill in her mouth and washed it down with water. After eating, she changed i
Scarlett knew that someone like Julian, a pampered rich kid, was terrified of death. "Let me go," she said calmly, her tone direct. Julian refused to budge. "I don't believe you'd dare to kill me." He thought Scarlett, just a girl, wouldn't have the guts to do it! But what he didn't know was that as a doctor, someone who dared to use a scalpel, she was anything but timid. Scarlett pressed the sharp edge of the broken glass into his skin. Julian felt the pain and touched the warm, sticky blood, his face turning pale with fear "You... you really dare?" He was so nervous he could barely speak! "You wanted to ruin me, and if I don't have the guts to fight back, then I deserve it, don't I?" Scarlett, with the precision of a surgeon, applied just the right amount of pressure. Julian felt intense pain and saw a lot of blood, making it look severe, but it wasn't life-threatening. This was all about her choice of location! As a doctor, she knew the human body well! She kn