The Invisible Heir
“And who are you, exactly? What could you possibly offer her that she doesn’t already have?”
Scarlett , sensing the brewing storm, squeezed Julian’s hand lightly, hoping it would signal him to stop replying to Nolan, but he didn’t seem to notice.
“Apparently, enough to make her my wife,” Julian replied with a smirk. “You, on the other hand… Well, you’re just a creep, aren’t you? You can't seem to leave her alone.”
Nolan’s brows furrowed, clearly taken aback by julians accusation, “What the hell are you talking about? Who are you calling a creep?”