The taxi driver drove down the long and winding road, with Scarlet inside as she took in the familiar scenery that led to her grandmother's residence. She was excited to see her grandma, and that familiar comfort she felt whenever she was visiting her grandma overwhelmed her. However, this visit felt different because of her earlier encounter with Nicolas, the thought of him was still weighing heavily on her mind. After the taxi halted beside the roadside, Scarlet took a deep breath as she hoped to calm her nerves before heading inside. She stepped and pay the taxi man before walking towards the residence. She knew her grandmother would be waiting for her, with, perhaps, a freshly baked apple pie and a warm hug, just like she always did. Scarlet smiled at the thought of her grandma's warm embrace, but her smile faded quickly as the memory of her Nicolas surfaced again.Nicolas is about to leave the country, and she couldn't shake off that disturbing sensation in her mind that sh
*SCARLET’s—APARTMENT... 8:35 PM* It was a dark night, Nicolas was driving Taylor back to Scarlet’s apartment. It was difficult for him to do, but he knew he had to and besides, he can't leave the country with him. A few minutes later, Nicolas arrives as he parked his car in the driveway.“We are home,” Taylor muttered sadly, and Nicolas sighed dejectedly on seeing his gloomy face. “Hey, come on,” he grabbed Taylor’s hand and he helped him out of the car. They both sauntered towards the door, and Nicolas stood at the doorstep, before placing a few knocks on the door. Holding his son’s hand tightly, Nicolas could feel the little boy's fingers trembling in his grasp as they both wait for Scarlet. Eventually, she stepped out, and she was at first startled when she saw them, and then her eyes locked intensely with Nicolas’s for a moment. "I have brought him home,” Nicolas said to Scarlet, his voice thick with emotion. Scarlet nodded her head silently, her eyes now drifting down
Veronica stormed out of Nicolas’s house, her anger boiling over as she made her way to the parking lot. The pavement crunched beneath her heels as she entered her car and slammed the car door shut and revved the engine. As she drove out of the driveway and made her way down the street, her grip on the steering wheel tightened, her knuckles turning white. She couldn't believe what Nicolas had done.“How could he choose Scarlet over me?!” She growled furiously, her anger building up. Veronica fumed behind the wheel of her car, gripping the steering wheel tightly as she drove to Harry’s office. How could Nicolas choose Scarlet over her? She thought over and over again. “Is it because she is the mother of his kids?” Veronica chuckled sarcastically. Finally, she pulled up to Harry’s office building and parked her car in the parking lot. Then when she stepped out, she stormed inside the company, her heels clicking on the marble floor.All of a sudden, Veronica halted on her track as
*NICOLAS–MANSION* Nicolas paced around his living room, fidgeting with his phone in his hands. He has just a day left, and he will be out of the country. He had been contemplating for days whether or not he should tell Sam and Dolly the truth about Veronica and that, she was also the one who had kidnapped Scarlet's kids. He knew he needed to tell Sam about Veronica’s act because it was the right thing to do, he needs to tell him that she was the one who was behind the kidnapped Scarlet’s kids. They need to be wary of her. After a few minutes of internal debate, he picked up his phone and dialed Sam's number.The phone rang a few times before Sam picked up."Hey man, what's up?" Sam's voice echoed through the speaker."Hey, Sam," Nicolas said, trying to keep his voice steady. "I was wondering if you and Dolly could come over to my place right now. I want to talk to you guys about something important.""Sure, we can. What's the occasion?" Sam asked curiously."Nothing really," Nic
*THE BROWN’s RESIDENTIAL* Veronica paced back and forth in her bedroom, her phone pressed against her ear as she waited for Harry to pick up. She was impatient and angry, and it showed in her voice when he finally answered."Well?" she snapped. "What's your answer? Are you going to get rid of Scarlet so I can help you in winning the contract? Or would you rather see yourself lose in front of the world?” There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Veronica could hear Harry's hesitation, and it only made her more infuriated."Come on, Harry," she spat. "I don't have all day. Make a damn decision."Finally, Harry spoke up. "Okay, Veronica. I'll do it. I'll get rid of Scarlet."Veronica felt a rush of satisfaction flood through her. Finally, Harry has agreed to get rid of Scarlet just like she wanted. "Good,” she said, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Consider yourself the winner of the contract, and I assure you, you will have it in your palms in three days' time!”
*NICOLAS–MANSION* Nicolas stood in front of his spacious and luxurious wardrobe, staring at the endless rows of designer clothes and expensive suits. He knew he had to pack light, but the thought of leaving any of his precious belongings behind made him anxious.Of course, he would be gone for a long time... Niclalos started by selecting a few casual outfits, a few pairs of jeans, and a couple of T-shirts. He had always been a fan of the classic look, so he made sure to include a few button-down shirts and a blazer.As he continued packing, he couldn't help but think about what had led him to this moment... The pain of a broken heart had become too much to bear, and he knew he needed a change of scenery to heal.He paused for a moment, wondering if he was doing the right thing by leaving his life behind. But then he shook his head, knowing that he needed to take care of himself first.After he was finished packing, he grabbed his phone and dialed Gary, his cousin's number."Hey, it
*NICOLAS–MANSION* It was a beautiful morning, and Nicolas woke up from bed and headed to the bathroom. He feels a mix of emotions swirling within him since he was leaving the country today. The pain of his broken heart caused by Scarlet is still fresh and raw, and he knows that leaving to mend his heart will not be an easy journey. After bathing, Nicolas steps and goes to the closet to wear his dresses. Later on, he stands in front of the mirror as he takes a deep breath, and tries to focus on the task at hand.Just then, there's a knock on the door, and Nicolas realizes that it's Sam, who has come to take him to the airport. “Wait a minute!” He says and he quickly finishes getting ready and grabs his bags, ready to leave his room.As he steps out of the room, Nicolas can feel the weight of his emotions pressing down on him. He's not sure if he's ready to confront the pain of his failed relationship, but he knows that he must face it head-on if he wants to move forward.Getting
Scarlet stood at the edge of the crowded party, trying to get Nicolas's images out of her head so she walked nearer to the crowd. Her eyes scanned the room for familiar faces, but she saw none, not even her grandma or her sister. “Is that not Mr. and Mrs. Brooklyn? Nicolas’s parents?” Scarlet gaped as she was the couple, but they didn't see her so she looked away quickly. Then she saw Mr. Oak, her grandpa, and her aunty, Marrirot, but they ignored her and walked away. “They still hate me,” she sighs sadly. Scarlet felt out of place, looking at the rest of the unfamiliar faces around her. She had never been a fan of small talk and mingling with unfamiliar people for the first time. Instead, she preferred to find a a quiet corner where she could observe everyone else.As Scarlet stood there, lost in her thoughts again, she felt a light tap on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw Harry standing there with a warm smile on his face. He leaned forward and kissed her cheeks, a greeti