Novel & Cerita Scarlett Secret

"The Meridian Group accounts are officially frozen. The Sovereign protocol has been completely archived by the Department of Justice. As of right now... I am completely broke, Scarlett." Scarlett turned within his arms, her fingers reaching up to find the collar of his navy sweater, her green eyes capturing the full, brilliant depth of the Blackwell blue in the fading twilight. A small, genuine smile—the one that didn't belong to any script or alias—softened her features until she looked entirely like the girl Raymond had left behind in the drafting rooms.

"If I take you to your parents' home, will you be able to remember things?" Scarlet shrugged with uncertainty. "Maybe or may not. But I want to help the government and the people of our country in the best way I can." "However I can tell you something very significant here. Carl also asked me many times about this secret code. So he is Sherlock's man. He never loved me, only cheated me in the name of love." Scarlet softly sobbed. "Do not cry, sweetheart. Good things happen to good people. Carl is out of your life and he will never come back again because he is dead."

What better way to monitor everyone's comings and goings? "Did you hear our conversation?" I asked bluntly, then shook my head, rephrasing. "You heard a handful of our conversation, didn't you?" Scarlet nodded emphatically. "I heard all of it." She jerked a thumb back towards her hidden alcove. "I hid here to smoke earlier than you guys," she said by way of explanation. Then she cocked her head, a strange half-smile twisting her features as she added mockingly, "You know, discussing secret matters like this in a public place is no different from posting these secrets online.” she cocked her head to one side and I couldn't help but wonder if she did drugs. She kinda acted a little bit like sh

I questioned. "She's at the same place, the same building you love to torture your enemies in, making them go through excruciating pain just to set a pleased sight on you." If he was telling the truth, Scarlet was at the warehouse. That was the exact building where I led all who stood against me—the torture chamber. "What do you want, Gregor? Let Scarlet go. This is between you and me, right? Why don't we settle this our way? You don't need to involve anyone else. Or are you a coward, hiding behind a lady to save your skin?"

Ever since he found his sister's dead body and her children, he had not been the same. "Lucian, you have made your point. Calm the fuck down," I told him. Scarlett returned, wearing the dress she claimed she stole and carrying the bag that Lucian had bought her. She handed him the bag. "I do not need your charity," she said, handing him the bag.

Mrs Williams asked worriedly. " Nothing Mrs Williams. I want to show you something and please look carefully and tell me". I showed her the scarf which I got from the edge of the bridge. " Is this Scarlett's scarf Mrs. Williams?". " oh my good, my baby". Mrs williams started crying and it means this scarf is scarlett's. " omer! Yes this is scarlett's scarf and there will be initials at the end of the scarf "SR". It is a gift from Shannon to Scarlett when she left for New york".

he asks, his voice steady and respectful. I take a moment to gather my thoughts before explaining the situation. "Scarlett had a dream that she was attacked by an unknown assailant," I begin, my voice laced with concern. "She mentioned that the perpetrator had a tattoo on their wrist. I need to know if you've encountered anyone who bears such a mark."

Sally said arrogantly. However, security grabbed Sally’s arms instead and everyone gasped in stupefaction. “Kick her out!” Scarlet ordered the security, a firm smile on her face. Sally's eyes widened like oranges, she was confused and surprised at the same time. Nicolas was awed too, and he felt a weird feeling about Scarlet. Who is she?