The truth about her identity

The next morning, Scarlet had woken up than usual as she went to the bathroom to take her bath.

A few minutes later, she stepped out and went to the closet to get dressed up in a plain black gown that got to her feet and she fitted it with black shoes.

She hence put on a blazer to match before going back to the dressing mirror to fix her hair, she didn’t bother to put on any makeup before grabbing her bag and she stepped out of her room.

“Good morning.” Dolly greeted Scarlet when she saw her coming down the stairs.

“Good morning, where is Sam?” Scarlet asked.

“He just left not quite long to drop Nicolas off at his house,” Dolly answered and she stopped to look at Scarlet after she done cleaning the dining table.

“What? But Nicolas left yesterday, didn’t he?” Scarlet said with frown, taking a slow step forward.

“Well, he did not.” Dolly told her.

“What!” Scarlet said surprisingly.

Dolly simply shrugged her shoulders, and she walked towards their kitchen.

Scarlet was speechl