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When suddenly— A hand caught her wrist. Before she could react, an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her hard against someone’s chest. Her forehead hit something solid. Warm. Firm. A man. Her eyes darkened instantly. She moved to break free— But the arm around her tightened, pulling her even closer. Her expression turned cold. Was this guy seriously trying something? Her hand slid to her waist, fingers closing around the hilt of a hidden blade— But before she could strike— He let go. Scarlett stepped back immediately, every nerve on alert as she looked up— And froze. For a split second, her pupils shrank. The man standing in front of her was striking. Sharp features, as if carved from stone. Strong brows, a straight, defined nose, and thin lips that naturally carried a hint of severity. There was an effortless elegance about him— The kind that couldn’t be faked. The kind that came from power, from upbringing, from standing at the very top. But what caught her off guard the most— Was how much he resembled the boy. Father and son? While Scarlett studied him— He studied her. Carefully. Silently. Behind his back, his fingers brushed lightly together—the same hand that had just been around her waist. His dark eyes stayed fixed on her. Unblinking. Then— The boy ran over on unsteady legs and threw his arms around Scarlett’s leg, clinging to her like he never planned to let go. “Mommy! Mommy! I finally found you!” he cried, tears streaming down his face. Mommy? Theron’s expression shifted almost imperceptibly. His gaze flicked between Scarlett and the boy. Looking closer— There really was a resemblance. Could it be… That night, five years ago— Was it her? His eyes sharpened slightly as his gaze moved to the corner of her eye. Nothing. No mark. That night, his mind had been clouded, his memory incomplete—but one detail had stayed clear. The woman had a small red mark near her eye. Scarlett didn’t. Her skin there was flawless. And besides— He had found the child abandoned in a trash bin. What kind of mother would do that? Someone capable of that kind of cruelty… Couldn’t be the same woman who had just risked everything to protect a child. No. It wasn’t her. Scarlett looked down at the boy, his face streaked with tears. She frowned slightly and wiped them away. “Hey. Easy,” she said, her voice gentler now. “You don’t have to cry like that. If you’re hurt, deal with it—but don’t fall apart over it.” “O-Okay…” the boy sniffed, trying hard to hold it together. “Theo will be good… I’ll listen to Mommy…” His eyes were still glassy, trembling with tears he refused to let fall. He was scared— That if he cried, she wouldn’t like him anymore. Scarlett paused. “You said your name is Theo?” The boy nodded quickly. “Yeah! Theo is my nickname. My full name is Theodore Cross!” He looked up at her, hopeful. Expectant. Still calling her Mommy. Strangely— Scarlett didn’t mind it. Every time he said it, something in her chest softened. It felt… natural. Familiar. Almost like— He really belonged to her. “Listen,” she said, her tone gentler now. “I’m not your mom. If you don’t believe me… ask your dad.” As she spoke— Theron had already walked over. Scarlett straightened and faced him. “He’s probably just shaken up and confused me with someone else.” “He doesn’t have a mother,” Theron said calmly, his gaze steady. Scarlett raised a brow. And why was he telling her that? Before she could ask— His voice lowered slightly, smooth and controlled. “You saved my son.” A brief pause. “I owe you. Name your price—whatever you want.” “I don’t need anything,” Scarlett replied without hesitation. “I helped him because I wanted to.” Theron studied her for a moment. That confirmed it. A woman like her— Calm. Decisive. Protective— There was no way she was the one who had abandoned this child. “Saving him makes you someone I owe,” he said. “I’ll repay you. No matter what it takes.” Scarlett frowned, a flicker of impatience crossing her face. “I said—I don’t want money.” Theron went quiet for a few seconds. Then slowly— A faint smile touched his lips. His gaze locked onto hers. “What about me?” “…What?” Scarlett blinked, caught off guard. She stared into his eyes— Dark. Focused. Entirely on her. Like nothing else existed. Before she could respond— He added, just as calmly, “If you don’t want money… then I’ll repay you with myself.” Scarlett stared at him, momentarily speechless. So that’s what he meant. Even Howard looked stunned. He’d been with Scarlett for years—this was the first time he’d ever seen someone come at her like this. But the happiest one— Was Theo. He grabbed Scarlett’s hand with one hand, Theron’s with the other, his face lighting up. “This is perfect! I have a mommy now! I have a real family!” Scarlett looked at his bright, hopeful smile— And for once… She couldn’t bring herself to break it. But then— Theo’s eyes suddenly rolled back. His body went limp. “Theo!” Scarlett reacted instantly, catching him before he hit the ground. His face was flushed. She pressed a hand to his forehead— Burning. “He’s got a fever,” she said sharply, looking up at Theron. Theron took the boy from her arms. After a couple of steps, he stopped—and turned back. “You’re not coming with us?” Scarlett’s gaze lingered on Theo for a moment before she looked away. “Like I said, I helped because I wanted to. I don’t need repayment—especially not… that.” Theron’s brows drew together slightly. When he spoke, his voice was calm—but absolute. “I don’t go back on my word.” A beat. “I said I’d repay you with myself. I meant it.” His eyes held hers. “Wait for me. I’ll come find you.” And just like that— He turned and walked away, long strides carrying him to the car, Theo still in his arms. The car pulled off. Scarlett stood there, watching the taillights disappear into the distance. “…Whether you keep your promise or not—what does that have to do with me?” she muttered under her breath. Then she turned and got back into her own car.Scarlett: "...""And what if I only want the kid?" she shot back, her bright, determined eyes locking onto his.Theron let out a quiet sigh. His sharp features softened, a hint of helplessness-and something dangerously close to affection-flickering across his face."Then I guess I don't get a say."Scarlett raised a brow slightly, lips parting as if to respond-then thought better of it. She lowered her gaze, hiding whatever emotions stirred beneath her lashes.After a brief pause, she reached into her bag and pulled out a piece of candy."Theo, let's play a game. Guess which hand the candy's in. If you're right, you get it.""What if I'm wrong?" he asked nervously."Then... I'll give you a kiss."Theo's eyes lit up.He suddenly wanted to lose."Watch closely." Scarlett showed him the candy in her left hand, then started switching it back and forth between both hands like a magician."Okay. Which one?"Theo focused hard
The red light had eight seconds left.Scarlett gathered her skirt and stepped toward the curb.And then-Her heel caught in a crack in the pavement.Click.A sharp sound.Her ankle twisted.She crouched instinctively, about to check the injury-When suddenly-One of the men who had been knocked down earlier struggled to his feet and lunged from behind, swinging a steel pipe straight at her head.Scarlett's ears twitched.Her eyes shifted-But before she could counter-A figure flashed past her.A long leg shot out-Bam!The attacker was sent flying, crashing hard into a trash can.Scarlett glanced at the man-his chest visibly caved in, blood spilling from his mouth.That kick... had not been held back.She lifted her gaze.The traffic light had just turned green.So...He really had run the red light.This was a busy street, cars everywhere-and he still came charging ac
James pulled Sadie into his arms, his face filled with panic and concern."Sadie! Sadie-wake up! Stay with me!""Oh God... my baby, you can't let anything happen to you!" Mossa cried, tears streaming down her face.Ronnie immediately barked orders for a doctor.Sadie's eyes fluttered open, weak and unfocused as she looked at James."James... I've been set up... I didn't do it... it wasn't me... I swear..."Her voice was barely a whisper.Seeing her bloodied and fragile, James's heart twisted painfully. Guilt washed over his face."I'm sorry, Sadie... I shouldn't have doubted you. This is my fault. Please-just hang on, okay?"Mossa sobbed beside them. "My poor girl..."Scarlett stood off to the side, completely still.Watching.Expressionless.Like none of this had anything to do with her.She used to think she had been foolish.Blindly trusting Sadie.Letting herself get played over and over again.James. Her own mother. All of them-They had chosen Sadie.Every single time.But now s
There was a faint trace of self-mockery in Scarlett's voice.Deep down... she had still held onto the smallest sliver of hope.Hope that Mossa would finally see Sadie for who she really was.Hope that-just once-she would look at her, her real daughter, with fairness.No matter how cold Mossa had been in the past... she was still her mother.And what child doesn't want their mother's love?Scarlett had thought that today-after laying out all the evidence-Mossa would regret everything she had done to her.But now-She almost wanted to laugh.So in the end... was she just being naïve?"You ungrateful, disgraceful girl! What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!" Mossa snapped, furious. If she had a choice, she would rather not have Scarlett as her daughter at all. If anything, she wished the obedient, accomplished Sadie were the one she had given birth to-not this girl who brought her nothing but shame.Scarlett suddenly felt tired.Talking any more was pointless.It was time to play her t
"N-No... that's not me-!" Sadie shouted, panic breaking through her voice as she rushed forward, trying to shut off the video.Scarlett stepped forward and blocked Sadie with one arm, her sharp, icy gaze locking onto her."What's the rush?" she said coldly. "Scared?"The moment those words fell, every eye in the room turned toward her-James, Mossa, and all the guests.Sadie's face went ghostly pale. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "I-I'm not. I'm not scared. Why would I be scared? I-""Aah-!"A sudden scream burst from the screen, cutting her off.On the giant display, Sadie was sprawled on the floor, clutching her stomach, tears streaming down her face as she looked up at Scarlett in heartbreak."Why did you push me? My baby... my baby is gone..."Scarlett's voice came from the recording, calm but sharp. "You're framing me on purpose?"Sadie let out a twisted smile."That's right-I am framing you. So what? James won't believe you. Neither will your own mother."The video cut off.
"Thanks." Scarlett lowered her gaze slightly as she peeled the roasted sweet potato."You don't have to thank me," a deep, smooth voice sounded above her.Her hands paused for just a second. A faint tremor flickered in her eyes-but it was gone almost instantly. She continued peeling as if nothing had happened.The next day.The Whitmore family had booked out an entire five-star hotel. The venue was packed, buzzing with celebration.Dressed in a pristine white wedding gown, Sadie stepped into the spotlight. With Ronnie escorting her, she walked slowly down the aisle toward James.As she walked, her eyes discreetly scanned the crowd.No sign of Scarlett."She's not here?" Ronnie frowned, irritation flashing across his face.He had been sure Scarlett would show up today. He had even arranged for someone to grab her the moment she appeared.Just yesterday, the Drake family had called again-threatening trouble if Scarlett wasn't handed over soon."Maybe give it a little more time," Sadie s







