Scarlett’s POV
I was resting after the massage when my phone, lying on the coffee table, rang. I glanced at the caller ID; my eyebrows twitched slightly before I tapped to answer.
“Dad.” My tone softened more than I intended — an involuntary hint of affection.
“Scarlett, your mom and I just arrived in L.A.”
“You’re here?” I was genuinely surprised. “Why the sudden visit?”
“Miley called your mother last night, said she needed to discuss something urgent with us.”
At those words my gaze cooled instantly. “She certainly has ulterior motives.”
“Yes. Your mother and I discussed it and agreed we should come.” My father paused, then added, “Your eldest brother will be here in a couple of days. Your second brother is abroad.”
“Overseas?”
“Yes. Your second brother traced the approximate location of t
Scarlett’s POVI was resting after the massage when my phone, lying on the coffee table, rang. I glanced at the caller ID; my eyebrows twitched slightly before I tapped to answer.“Dad.” My tone softened more than I intended — an involuntary hint of affection.“Scarlett, your mom and I just arrived in L.A.”“You’re here?” I was genuinely surprised. “Why the sudden visit?”“Miley called your mother last night, said she needed to discuss something urgent with us.”At those words my gaze cooled instantly. “She certainly has ulterior motives.”“Yes. Your mother and I discussed it and agreed we should come.” My father paused, then added, “Your eldest brother will be here in a couple of days. Your second brother is abroad.”“Overseas?”“Yes. Your second brother traced the approximate location of t
Scarlett’s POV:After all the commotion, Davis finally completed his task for the day.Uncle Donald and Miss Mona were both kept on, along with the nutritional supplements.I immediately drafted an agreement. My only condition was that Everett must not interfere with my private life or relationships under the pretext of the child.I handed the handwritten agreement to Davis.He accepted it, checked the time, and said, “If Miss Scarlett has no further instructions, I will return to report. As for Uncle Donald and Miss Mona, though hired by Mr. Robinson, from now on they will follow your arrangements in all matters.”I gave a faint nod before turning my gaze to Donald and Mona. “There is no need to be overly formal. If you have any questions, feel free to ask my personal assistant, Eleanor.”Donald nodded hastily. “Miss Scarlett, I am responsible for your nutritional meals. May I assist Miss Eleanor n
Scarlett's POV:Alicia walked over and sat down on the single sofa, crossing her long legs encased in leather pants. She pulled out a pack of ladies’ cigarettes from her coat, lit one with a lighter, and took a drag.Her neatly manicured fingers held the cigarette as she lifted her eyelids and looked at Eleanor.“It’s just an amateur hobby of mine.”Eleanor seemed utterly charmed by her seamless routine, covering her mouth with a low gasp. “You are hands down the coolest woman I have ever seen smoking! I think I’m turning lesbian…”At those words, Davis’s eyebrows twitched. He cleared his throat with a loud cough. “Eleanor, please refrain from making dangerous remarks.”“How is that dangerous?” Eleanor shot him a sideways glance and snorted. “Things are different overseas. People aren’t too rigid about personalities!”“…&rdquo
Scarlett’s POV:“…” Great. Was this a veiled threat? Meaning if I refused these arrangements, Everett would come before me every single day, aggressively asserting his presence? This man truly never changed his ways. That overbearing streak in his bones just wouldn’t go away!My expression remained impassive as I addressed Davis, “Go back and tell Everett that threatening me is useless. Take both the person and the item with you now.”He looked at me with pleading eyes. “Miss Scarlett, for the sake of our three years as colleagues and our relatively smooth collaboration, have mercy on me. Please let Uncle Donald, Miss Mona, and these things stay. Mr. Robinson said if I can’t convince you, he will send me to Africa…”“Is that so? Should I buy you a plane ticket then?”“…”I arched an eyebrow, my lips curving into a smile as I looked at him. &ldq
Scarlett’s POV:I propped myself up in bed and checked the time on my phone.Not even eight o’clock.I opened Twitter and scanned the online chatter about myself.The content was mostly the same, but there were more haters than yesterday.I logged out, tossed aside the covers, and walked into the bathroom.Feeling sticky all over, I decided to take a shower.Half an hour later, I emerged wearing a bathrobe and clutching a towel.Eleanor opened the door just then and seemed surprised to see me not only awake but freshly showered.“Scarlett, you’re up so early today!”“Yeah, couldn’t sleep.” I sat down at the vanity, picked up my skincare products, and started applying them. “Where’s Everett?”My tone was nonchalant. She replied truthfully, “Davis came over last night and then left.”I nodded at this, saying nothing more.
Davis’s POV:An hour and a half later, I pulled my car into the villa’s courtyard.I got out, clutching the medicine as I hurried toward the entrance.I rang the doorbell, and Eleanor came to open it.Eleanor and I exchanged a nod.“Mr. Robinson is over by the sofa.”“Thank you,” I said as I stepped inside.Over by the sofa, Mr. Robinson leaned back with his eyes closed, his expression guarded.“Mr. Robinson.” I approached him, bowing slightly. “I brought your medication.”He opened his eyes, sat up, and said, “Hand it over.”I passed him the medicine.He popped two stomach pills into his mouth, and I picked up the water glass from the table to hand it to him.After taking the pills, he set the glass down.Eleanor approached, concern in her gaze. “How are you feeling now, Mr. Robinson?”He gave a faint n