Scott Pratt Death Novels & Stories

The door clicked softly behind me, sealing her silence inside. As I walked down the corridor, I exhaled slowly. I wasn't sure what compelled me to check on her personally. I told myself it was guilt—plain and simple. There was something about her eyes… that mixture of pain and fire. I'd seen that look before—on people who'd been betrayed, stripped of everything, yet refused to break. When I reached the parking lot, my phone buzzed. A message from my assistant:  "Sir, the press is asking for a statement about the livestream scandal involving Prime Entertainment's artist Ethan Cole and a former Mount Wing graduate named Gina Greenwood."

The photos. The recording. The report. Soon, all of it would reach Adrian. But not yet. Not here. Not while I was still close enough to be found. My assistant turned slightly in the front seat. “Ms. Vale, your flight boards in an hour. Should I shut down the old number?” I looked out at the fading line of New York and placed my hand over my stomach. “Yes,” I said. “Turn it off.” Scarlett Moretti died at her wedding. Stephanie Vale took her unborn child and her future with her.

And when he saw me standing outside the operating room, his entire body relaxed like he hadn’t exhaled in days. He pulled me into a tight hug, like he was terrified I’d disappear the second he let go. “Eva,” he murmured. “I messed up. Please don’t do anything rash. Let’s just talk, okay?” He smelled faintly of smoke. Scott almost never smoked. His father died of lung cancer, and that left a mark. He only ever lit up when he hit rock bottom. These days, he’d been everywhere—calling doctors, chasing cures for Julie.

The building behind us crumbled violently, chunks of stone collapsing inward. “Scott is still in there!” I shouted. “Relax,” Kaid said. “He’ll be fine.” And just a minute later, Scott stepped through the smoke. Covered in dust, limping slightly, but alive. Flames flickered off his arms as they died down. “Scott!” I rushed toward him. He raised a hand tiredly. “I’m good.” Lila was more direct. “Where’s Drazhan?” Scott’s eyes hardened. “He’s dead.”

Justin said. Scott was sweating already but Justin couldn't see him because it was getting dark. "You called me with the number you used to contact me when you wanted to know about Jaden," Scott stuttered. "I should know that much that he's your friend, shouldnt I?" Scott said noticing that Justin found sense in what he had laid down. "I meant that I had nothing to do with his death," Scott said confidently now. "Oh, we'll see about that," Justin murmured and went to enter his car zooming off afterward.

he explained. Briana can't understand why Scott is getting so aggressive lately. "Why does it give me a feeling that you are already thinking that Jack won't recover anymore? Is that what you're secretly hoping in your mind nowadays?" she angrily asked him, sending lasers beams into his eyes. Scott's face had lost its smile and was now filled with a deep, profound sadness. "Please don't get me wrong. Have you forgotten that I lost both my parents in a car accident? Their sudden passing hit me hard, and I realized that life in this world is indeed short. We all die anytime, it's just a matter of time."

As a result, the company was mortgaged to Darcy Davis of the Skyworld Enterprise. ‘Brother, I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry for leaving first.’ At midnight, Scott leaped from the roof of the building and died on the spot. A talented young man of the corporate world of the era died, just like that. Everyone had clearly identified the problem within. The business arena was like a battleground. Scott was just a pitiful sacrifice. In the cold wind, Thomas sucked in a deep breath and raised his head to look at the stars shining in the sky.

Rayan was already dreading the answer. Scott finally spoke. "I found out that one of my patients died." "I'm sorry, Cuddle Bug..." Rayan almost- ALMOST let out a sigh of relief for knowing Scott's family was okay, but he caught himself. Maybe he didn't know the person, but Scott did, and it obviously upset him. Rayan hugged him just a little tighter.

I'm finally avenging my mother and daughter's death! I watched Scott step out. I was glad! At least he was believing in me! I saw the horrific look on Mr Davis' face and I felt triumphant already. I stepped out of the box for Scott to take place. Our fingers brushed and I felt the spark I felt the first time we met. "Your honor!" Scott began, "I did not receive any autopsy report from THIS WOMAN.." My whole world came crashing down..

My heart breaks at the thought of losing Scott. "Still nothing. I am very sorry about what happened here, but it seems that your friend couldn't have survived. Since there's no trace of his body anywhere, not even in the water, my men assume that he... he might have been eaten by sharks," "Fuck you and fuck your stupid theories. I'm not believing in any of that, I am NOT!" I yell and run back to the car and burst out into tears, a hollow feeling surrounding my chest. Vic joins me in the car.