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Clara held no fondness for Vincent whatsoever. The moment she laid eyes on him, she made no attempt to conceal her irritation and immediately began shooting him away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nathan, hearing Clara\u2019s raised voice from inside the house, hurried out. The instant he saw it was Vincent, the polite smile he typically wore for guests evaporated from his face, replaced by an undisguised scowl. \u201cGet out of here!\u201d he growled, not bothering with formalities.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s expression turned icy. He ignored the rudeness from both Clara and Nathan and cut straight to the point. \u201cWhere is Scarlett? I need to see her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
This only angered Clara further. \u201cYou have some nerve asking about Auntie! You\u2019re the one who had her sent away to the middle of nowhere, and now you have the audacity to come here looking for her? Get out! Our family wants nothing to do with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The commotion from downstairs drew Violet\u2019s attention, and she descended from the second floor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing Vincent standing in the hall, Violet quickly came down the rest of the stairs. She first scolded Clara with a stern expression. \u201cClara, that is no way to speak to anyone.\u201d Then she turned to Nathan. \u201cNathan, please take Clara upstairs. I will speak with Mr. Stewart.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nathan had a notoriously short temper. If Vincent remained, the situation could easily escalate into a physical confrontation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet had no intention of letting that happen. She addressed Vincent calmly. \u201cMr. Stewart, perhaps we should speak outside.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Surprisingly, Vincent acquiesced to Violet\u2019s suggestion. \u201cVery well,\u201d he replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once they were outside the main hall, Violet said to him, \u201cIf you are looking for Scarlett, she is not here. You should leave.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s brow furrowed deeply. \u201cThen where is she?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet looked genuinely perplexed. \u201cYou don\u2019t know where Scarlett is?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent let out a humorless, dry laugh. \u201cJust because she exists somewhere doesn\u2019t mean I am privy to her location.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Realizing he wasn\u2019t being facetious, Violet\u2019s tone held a note of disbelief. \u201cShe is your wife. How is it possible you don\u2019t know where she has gone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s reply was blunt. \u201cIn her mind, I likely ceased being her husband a long time ago.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet\u2019s retort was sharp. \u201cYou are the one who shattered her heart. How can you stand there and say such a thing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s eyes darkened as they fixed on Violet. \u201cArguing is pointless. I simply want to know her whereabouts.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet was utterly confused by Vincent\u2019s behavior. When Scarlett left, she had explicitly stated it was Vincent who had orchestrated her transfer out of Rivergate through the hospital administration.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Yet, Vincent seemed genuinely unaware of Scarlett\u2019s location, and his frustration appeared real. Despite this, his overall demeanor was so intense and aggressive that Violet doubted his intentions were benign.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She decided then and there to protect Scarlett\u2019s privacy. \u201cIf you don\u2019t know where she is,\u201d Violet stated coolly, \u201chow could we possibly know?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s sharp, penetrating gaze remained locked on Violet for an uncomfortably long time, a silent. attempt to intimidate her into revealing a crack in her composure.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Violet remained perfectly calm, her face a mask of serene politeness, betraying not a single hint of panic or unease.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent finally relented, but not without issuing a low, ominous warning. \u201cYou had better not be lying to me. The consequences would be\u2026 unpleasant for you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that final threat hanging in the air, he turned and stormed off, the very air seeming to grow colder in\u00a0<\/p>\n
his wake.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After leaving Theron Manor, Vincent slid into the driver\u2019s seat of his Rolls-Royce.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He rested his arm on the open window frame; the night breeze was still warm. He lit a cigarette, the flame flaring briefly in the dimness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Smoke wreathed his head as he narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in their depths.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The memory of the video Daniel had shown him resurfaced vividly. Abruptly, he stubbed the half-finished cigarette out in the car\u2019s ashtray with a sharp, frustrated motion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pulled out his phone and dialed Scarlett\u2019s number again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The line rang persistently, but no one answered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s patience, already worn thin, was rapidly disintegrating.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Suddenly, he remembered that Daniel had been the source of the incriminating video.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He ended the futile call to Scarlett and instead dialed Daniel\u2019s number.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cVincent, what\u2019s up?\u201d Daniel answered almost immediately, the thumping bass of loud music nearly drowning out his voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s question was terse. \u201cWhere are you right now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Daniel relayed an address, Vincent simply said, \u201cStay there. I\u2019m on my way.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It took Vincent roughly half an hour to reach the upscale club Daniel had named.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harris was already there as well.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When the two men entered the private room, neither of their expressions could be described as cheerful.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daniel stood up from the plush sofa to greet them. \u201cVincent. Harris.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Vincent\u2019s gaze swept dismissively over the other people in the room. \u201cEveryone else, out,\u201d he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daniel was slightly bewildered but didn\u2019t question the order, assuming Vincent had serious business to discuss.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As the last of the hangers-on reached the door, Vincent added, \u201cAnd close the door.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His demeanor was deceptively calm-a stillness that felt more threatening than any outburst, putting Daniel distinctly on edge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once the door clicked shut, sealing them in, Vincent took a seat on the sofa next to Daniel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daniel sat back down, a nervous laugh escaping him. \u201cYou\u2019re being very mysterious. What\u2019s this all about?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked from Vincent\u2019s impassive face to Harris\u2019 stony one. Both men were unusually grim, a stark departure from their normal demeanors.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harris remained standing, positioning himself across the low table from Daniel. He got straight to the point, his voice cold. \u201cVincent has been searching for Scarlett all day and can\u2019t find a trace of her. Do you know where she is?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment the question left Harris\u2019 lips, a visible wave of panic washed over Daniel. He leaned back, a guilty flush creeping up his neck. \u201cI\u2026 I have no idea where she went,\u201d he stammered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harris\u2019 face was like carved stone. \u201cIt would be in your best interest if that were true.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s confusion was now mixed with apprehension. He looked up at Harris, his eyes wide. \u201cWhat is going on? What is this about?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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