Scarlet is the heir

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