All Chapters of SCARLETT THE LAST FERROMANCER : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Marian povI sat on the bench, enjoying a glass of red wine and some chips to cap off my day. A soft giggle escaped me as I scrolled through my phone; the news and entertainment updates were overwhelming in the best way. I nearly dropped my phone from the sheer joy of what I was reading, my grip tightening around it.Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice call my name. My happiness faltered; I couldn't shake off the memory of her snooping on Scarlett's phone the other day. I had no desire to engage with her, especially since she had a crush on my Nyx. I kept my eyes glued to the screen, ignoring her attempts to get my attention."Marian, I..." she hesitated, likely sensing my irritation. "Marian, are you okay?" Lexi asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she stepped closer, blocking my view.I chose to ignore her, pretending to be engrossed in my phone as I scrolled through the news feed. The once-refreshing breeze now felt sharp and cold, mirroring my frosty attitude."Hey, Marian,"

Markus povI took a sip of vodka, gasping as the anger surged within me. Just as I was about to glance at the fridge, my phone beeped.I looked at the number but couldn't place it. It didn't seem to be from my country. Who could it be? I grabbed my phone from the counter, my fist tightening around it, my heart racing. After all, when you're constantly pursued, it's hard not to feel on edge. I unlocked the phone to find a puzzling message: "It's been years, brother. I miss you." My eyes widened in shock. I struggled to understand the message, shifting in my seat, feeling utterly bewildered. I couldn't recall ever having a sister. I poured another shot of vodka into my glass.Staring at the screen, my mind was flooded with questions. Who was this person? How did they get my number? And why were they claiming to be my sibling? I had always believed I was an only child.The anger that had consumed me began to fade, replaced by curiosity and a touch of anxiety. I took another gulp of vodka

Joe povI spun around on my bed, reaching out for the throw pillow, but instead, my hand brushed against something else. It felt like a person... I stopped mid-sentence, suddenly sitting up and rubbing the sleep from my eyes. There was Alia, her face scrunched in annoyance as she perched on my mattress."Joe, get out of bed already, it's morning," she snapped, arms crossed tightly."Just let me sleep a little longer," I mumbled.I let my head fall back onto the pillow, using my hands to rub my eyes. "Five more minutes, Alia. Please."Her frown deepened, dark eyebrows furrowing. "You've been saying that for the last hour, Joe. We need to get going. We have that meeting with the designer at 9, and I refuse to let you show up late, looking like you just woke up."I cracked one eye open, taking in Alia's serious demeanor. Her arms were crossed, and her foot tapped impatiently on the floor. I sighed internally; there was no arguing with her when she was like this.I sighed, throwing off th

Lexi povWhere is he?We were supposed to meet at the coffee shop, and now he’s leaving me hanging?Lexi, take a breath… I tried to steady myself, staring through the glass wall of the café. I could spot him from a distance; the anticipation of reuniting with my brother after so many years filled me with excitement.“Excuse me, ma'am, you haven’t placed an order since you arrived.” A tall waitress with red hair approached, her arms crossed behind her back, her eyes downcast.I raised my eyebrows, glaring at her in frustration. She had no idea how anxious I was; I was waiting for someone important, and she was reminding me about ordering. I scoffed and turned my attention back to the table.“Ma'am, I…” she trailed off, noticing my expression.I frowned, my frustration boiling over as I tapped my fingers on the table. The waitress hesitated, sensing my agitation, and slowly retreated. "I’ll come back later," she said quietly.I shifted my focus back to the entrance, scanning the crowd f

Scarlett pov“Someone visited me.”“Who?” I asked urgently, my voice barely above a whisper.“My sister.”“You have a sister, Markus?” I was completely thrown off by this news. After twelve years together, he had never mentioned any family to me.It was astonishing how my husband had started seeing another woman just because I left him, I thought as I pressed the phone against my shoulder, needing to grasp all the new information he was revealing.“Calm down, Scarlett, I’m not cheating on you. She called days ago, explaining how families can drift apart, and she was right about every detail.” He reassured me, but I remained unmoved.“Her name is…”I interrupted him. “Markus, this conversation is finished. I need to clear my mind in the peaceful space I’ve created for myself. Take care of yourself and your… SISTER.” I hung up. Slowly, I stepped back until I reached the mattress and lay down.Sister?My thoughts raced. Twelve years together, and he had never mentioned a sister. Not onc