Novel & Cerita Scarlett Secret

Her eyes welled up. "P-Pregnant?" she stammered. "A child? Oh goddess?" Harley’s voice trembled. “A baby… Scarlett’s going to be a mother?” “Not a word,” I snapped—too sharply. She blinked, startled, and I forced my tone down before I rattled the entire hallway. “No one knows. No one must know. Not until the war is over. Not until she’s safe.” Harley’s spine straightened with immediate resolve. “I’ll guard the secret with my life.”

With a voice that was suddenly loud and full of pretense, she continued, "Oh, Hazel… look at your expensive dress. How tragic. But perhaps this is a lesson, isn't it? Sometimes, something borrowed will never truly fit. Just like the position you've forced yourself into." Whispers began to hiss through the crowd. Scarlet looked around, ensuring her audience was listening. Everyone stared at Hazel; no one knew who she was, but Scarlet’s commentary sparked an immediate curiosity. The word spread quickly: she was the daughter of Leo Sullivan’s secretary, raised in the family only out of Sullivan’s "charity."

Scarlett looked down at her hand, then back into Elena’s eyes. “How much time?” she asked. Elena opened her mouth. She didn’t have an answer. Scarlett gently moved Elena’s hand away. “I won’t be the secret,” she said. “And I won’t be the mistake.” “You’re not,” Elena cried. “You’re the only thing that feels real.” Scarlett’s eyes flickered pain, longing, restraint all colliding at once. She stepped back again. “Decide,” Scarlett said softly. “Before tomorrow decides for you.”

She was staring at the traitor's dead body with wide eyes that were flooded with tears. I sighed, hoping that she would not be insufferable about this. I was in a horrible mood because of this betraying fucker. He had ratted out information on one of our secret gun warehouses. Maxim had discovered the records while doing his routine check on the stealth communication systems we used. The other side had been heavily encrypted and that meant Maxim could not find out who the other person was. Not yet at least.

His dirty little secret. His Scarlet.

I’d taken her devotion for granted and belittled the very woman who’d given up everything to stand beside me. It had been years since I’d felt that kind of joy with her—the kind that made everything else asides us seem irrelevant. Before Marcus could continue, the door opened. Scarlett swept in, dressed in a sleek red dress that hugged her figure, her expression one of practiced sympathy. “Alexander,” she cooed, moving to my side and resting a hand on my arm. “You look exhausted. Still no word from Evelyn? I hate to say it, but… maybe the rumors are true. Maybe she really did find someone else. I mean, she was just an omega. Perhaps she felt she couldn’t keep up with—”

She picked up her scarf and walked out of the house. She decided she would just hide in the car and scare him. It will be fun... With that intention, she walked to the elevator, knowing it would take a few minutes for him to reach downstairs to the parking lot. Aarvi opened his car with the help of an extra key and hid in the back seat. Soon Anshuman reached his car and opened the door of it. He did not notice Aarvi’s presence there. Aarvi was about to scare him when his phone went off as he picked up the call.

“I’ll make sure of it.” Scarlett let out a soft laugh, tilting her head as she looked at me with mock pity. “Maybe you’d reconsider divorcing Katniss if she knew one of your little secrets,” she said, her tone dripping with malice. My brows furrowed, confusion cutting through my anger. “What are you talking about? I don’t have any secrets from Katniss.” Her lips curled into a sly smirk, her steps closing the distance between us until she was inches away. Leaning in, she stood on her toes, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered:

Urania smiled and nodded, "Eranthe is working, and I bought her some clothes a couple of days ago. I'll deliver them and tidy up her room." Scarlett sneered, "You're still trying to keep it a secret. Is it necessary? I already know." Urania was puzzled, "What?" Scarlett rolled her eyes, "She got pregnant by a man, just had an abortion, and now she's resting in the hospital."

But she couldn't say that. She smiled, "I didn't want to trouble you. If you knew I was running away and didn't tell Wayne, wouldn't he blame you?" Bryan saw right through her. "Aren't you just afraid I can't keep a secret from Wayne?" Scarlett denied it boldly, "Of course not."