All Chapters of SCARLETT THE LAST FERROMANCER : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Katherine povAfter I gave Scarlett the number, I didn’t leave Lexi’s room. Instead, I started rummaging through her wardrobe, pondering why Scarlett was searching for this number and who this person could be. The most amusing part was that the name was scrawled all over the walls of Lexi’s bedroom.As I continued to sift through Lexi's clothes, my thoughts raced with the implications of Scarlett's question. Klaus, Klaus, everywhere - the name seemed to embed itself in my mind, accompanied by the quirky doodles that decorated the walls. I couldn't help but ask: who was this Klaus, and why did Lexi's room look like a tribute to him?My fingers moved through the garments, looking for any sign or clue that could satisfy my growing intrigue. Then, in a hidden corner, I found a small, worn leather journal. Its cover was aged, and the pages were frayed, as if it held secrets yearning to be uncovered.I paused, my heart racing. This was Lexi's personal space, and I was intruding. But my thir

Klaus povI observed them through the CCTV as they attempted to flee from me, unable to contain my laughter. Scarlett's foolishness was evident; how could she trust Lexi, who was clearly setting a trap to ensure I release her daughter? I slammed my fist on the table, still chuckling.As I continued to monitor the footage, my laughter echoed off the cold, dark walls of my hideout. The audacity of Scarlett's scheme was almost impressive, yet ultimately misguided."Foolish, foolish, foolish," I murmured, shaking my head in disbelief. "Does she really think she can outsmart me?"I leaned back in my chair, fingers steepled, watching as Scarlett and Lexi navigated the twisting corridors of my compound. Lexi, my loyal pawn, was executing her role flawlessly, with Scarlett completely oblivious to the trap laid out for her.My gaze sharpened as I noted Scarlett's determined look. She was a worthy adversary, no doubt, but she was no match for me. I held the advantage, and I always emerged victo

Two weeks laterKlaus povHow much longer would she remain there? It had been two weeks since I last heard from Scarlett. Had the underworld claimed her? My thoughts spiraled as I leaned against my chapter, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. These two weeks felt like an eternity, and all I wanted was for her to save my brothers. I hadn’t seen either them or her.I gazed vacantly at the wall, the silence around me heavy and unsettling. Two weeks had slipped by since Scarlett disappeared, leaving me with a gnawing sense of dread. The dark forces of the underworld seemed to be encroaching, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that Scarlett’s soul was hanging by a thread.My attention shifted to the small, leather-bound book resting on my lap. The aged pages appeared to shimmer in the dim light, as if beckoning me to uncover the truths I desperately needed. I had been immersed in the ancient text for hours, hoping to find clues about Scarlett’s location or the fate of my brother

Scarlett povI ultimately returned to the state, seeking every possible means to escape the life I had previously abandoned. Lexi had betrayed me, Markus had returned to Elena to care for Henry, and I found myself back in the city I had left behind in an effort to protect my family.Upon my arrival at Katherine's residence, I appeared quite disheveled and was unable to comprehend the confusion I felt. Consequently, I had to feign a similar bewilderment, gazing at her with an unsettling expression.Katherine welcomed me into her mansion and offered me a cup of coffee while I stared at her in a daze."Could you please stop with that strange look? Your eyes might pop out if you keep staring at me like that," Katherine jested, tossing a throw pillow in my direction.I blinked, my focus returning as I caught the pillow and held it tightly against my chest. For a brief moment, Katherine's playful smile faded, replaced by a blend of concern and curiosity."Scarlett, what is happening?" she i

Kathrine povI checked the wall clock and jumped out of bed in shock. What? It's already 8 am? I haven't even made breakfast, and Scarlett is going to be starving. After putting her to sleep last night, I went back to my room, and now I've overslept. I need to whip up something to eat before she comes down.I sprang out of bed, my heart pounding with urgency. 8 am? How did I sleep in? I'm usually the one up early, not dragging my feet. I hurried to my closet and grabbed the first outfit I could find—a bright yellow sundress adorned with white flowers. I didn’t even take a moment to check my reflection; I just threw it on and dashed downstairs.Upon entering the kitchen, I was met with the sight of an empty coffee pot. Seriously? I forgot to set the timer? I'm really off my game today. I quickly started brewing a new pot, the rich aroma filling the air and waking me up a bit.Just as I began cracking eggs into a bowl, I heard the stairs creak. Scarlett was awake. And definitely hungry.