Seeing Scarlett\u2019s anxiety, Vincent turned the tables. \u201cWhy should I tell you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stared at him, a sharp retort on the tip of her tongue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she held it back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She swallowed hard, forcing the words down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, she stopped asking altogether.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her fall silent, Vincent\u2019s tone softened slightly. \u201cIf you want to know, there\u2019s a condition.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing he was willing to negotiate, she said, \u201cName it. If it\u2019s within my power.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent kept one hand on the steering wheel and rested the other on the window frame. He turned to study Scarlett\u2019s face, a faint, unreadable smile touching his lips. \u201cCome back home with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Vincent said \u201ccome back home\u201c, his expression was serious, his eyes devoid of their usual teasing glint. It made Scarlett hesitate to read too much into it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So, she replied with measured resistance, \u201cRavenshade Villa and Oakland Villa are your homes, not mine. I won\u2019t go back there with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her refusal, Vincent\u2019s face darkened. He lowered his voice. \u201cDon\u2019t forget what I said before.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett was confused. \u201cSaid about what?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, the traffic light turned\u00a0<\/p>\n
green.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The street was congested, Vincent\u2019s car crawling slowly in the line of traffic.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett, still puzzled, stared at Vincent\u2019s profile. She heard his cold, calm voice say, \u201cOne more time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honestly, even if Vincent hadn\u2019t said it, the thought would have crossed her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was just that his serious demeanor earlier had made her think he might be referring to something else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Besides, there was no real need for \u201cone more time\u201d between them anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She simply hadn\u2019t expected that was still his goal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once Scarlett understood his meaning, her interest in discovering the source of the leak about Claire faded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If Vincent knew, it was simply because he had the resources to find out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But if word had truly spread, given Claire\u2019s public profile, it would have caused at least a minor stir on social media.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet, there was no trace of any news about Claire online.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Having reasoned it through, Scarlett calmed down. She said to Vincent, \u201cYou\u2019re driving. I won\u2019t argue with you now. The only reason we\u2019re in this car together tonight is Vanessa.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After that, she fell silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent, meanwhile, kept glancing at her periodically.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He couldn\u2019t shake the feeling that she had changed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett looked down at her phone. Seeing Damian still hadn\u2019t replied, she typed a single question mark in the chat box.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When there was still no response, she typed an explanation, \u201cWhat I said to you earlier was because the situation was tense. Please don\u2019t take it to heart, and I hope you can understand.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, Damian\u2019s car was still parked in the same spot. He saw the question mark Scarlett sent but didn\u2019t feel like replying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, another message from her came through.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian sat up straight, picked up his phone, and looked. It was Scarlett\u2019s explanation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The second he read her words, the lingering gloom in his chest dissolved completely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian was so pleased he nearly jumped, but his head bumped the car roof instead. He winced and let out a pained hiss.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once the sting faded, he immediately replied to Scarlett, \u201cI know. I figured it out a while ago. I was just mad because I hated seeing you be so\u2026 accommodating toward him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Scarlett received the reply, her heart finally settled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She told Damian, \u201cI wasn\u2019t being accommodating. Things between us are completely over. The divorce is happening, sooner or later.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Reading her reply, Damian started humming a little tune, his mood vastly improved. He\u00a0<\/p>\n
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messaged back, \u201cGot it. I\u2019m not angry anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett replied, \u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing the one\u2013word answer, Damian didn\u2019t overthink it. He added, \u201cDon\u2019t let him touch you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A slight smile touched Scarlett\u2019s lips. \u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian said, \u201cNot even get close. Maintain a distance of at least three feet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent was driving, so Scarlett didn\u2019t dare keep her head down texting for too long, afraid he would start questioning her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So, her replies to Damian were brief \u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Damian wasn\u2019t fully reassured. He kept messaging, \u201cNo, swear to me. If you lie, you\u2019re a\u2026 well, you\u2019re in trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett replied, \u201cUnderstood.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian insisted, \u201cSay it properly. Say \u2018If I lie to you, I\u2019m in big trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett felt a wave of affectionate helplessness and started typing in the chat box.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But before she could finish, the car came to a stop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent turned his head. \u201cWe\u2019re here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing his voice, Scarlett instinctively put her phone away, screen down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her furtive movement made it perfectly clear she was hiding something from him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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