Lauren Piers was annoyed to see Scarlett's stubbornness. She followed Jonathan and stood beside him.
"Oh my, Scarlett... Why are you so ungrateful? Why don't you listen to your father? After all these years, he has raised you with love and paid for your education. All the while you were studying in the USA, this is your attitude toward him!? You don't respect or thank him at all!" Lauren couldn't contain her anger anymore.
Lauren's hand felt like slapping this stupid girl. She didn't understand why this girl was so difficult to talk to. She is very different from her daughter, who is very sweet and obedient.
Scarlett chuckled at Lauren's words. "Father, tell your wife... is it true that you paid for my education while I lived in the US?" she smiled, looking at Lauren.
Jonathan lost his words hearing Scarlett's words.
"Ungrateful child, how can you ask your father like that? It's okay if you don't see me as your mother. But you can't do that to your father… he is your biological father!" Lauren feels angry at this girl and her husband, who pamper his daughter too much.
Scarlett was too lazy to argue with this idiot woman. She looked at her father. "Father, sorry, I can't help you. You have to clean up your mess yourself—" she said, walking past her father and Lauren. She immediately took her suitcase and walked to the door.
"Scarlett, please listen to me first," Jonathan once again wanted to stop his daughter. However, just as he was about to grab her hand, a man suddenly appeared before him, making him stop and unable to stop Scarlett.
Jonathan was utterly shocked. How long has this man been in his house?
"Who are you? Why are you at my house?" Jonathan asked.
"Husband, this man is Scarlett's lover. It seems like this man has made Scarlett want to elope with him. Jonathan, please, please... do something. Scarlett is losing her mind now—" Lauren said while crying.
Scarlett, "..."
Jonathan was shocked.
Logan didn't bother to answer Jonathan's question. He smiled sarcastically at Jonathan and Lauren and took the suitcase from Scarlett. He walked out of the house, following Scarlett.
"Scarlett! Scarlett... stops right there. I'm not done talking to you yet!" Jonathan shouted as he ran after his daughter, but he couldn't get close to her because the man in a black suit was blocking him.
Jonathan couldn't do anything. He could only see the black Maybach disappear from his sight.
After some time, he saw his wife. "Stupid woman! This is all your fault. This was all your idea..." he said, annoyed. Not lingering in that place, he left Lauren, still frozen, staring at him.
Lauren Piers was stunned, hearing Jonathan curse her. She can't help but feel even more annoyed with Scarlett.
'So, he knows I drugged his daughter. But he still sided with me!? Jonathan, I'm sorry—'
....
While in the car,
Scarlett's mind was hurt since leaving her home. Her eyes blurred, seeing the streets she used to see. Memories with her mother slowly filled her mind. It made her chest feel tight.
She misses her late mother.
If only her mother were alive, her father would not have betrayed her and sided with that evil woman.
But this is her destiny. She couldn't change that. All she could do now was avoid conflict with her father. She leaves, but she won't be gone forever. One day, she will return, taking all that is rightfully her. She wouldn't let that evil woman take them.
"Miss Scarlett, we have arrived," Logan said.
Scarlett was stunned when she saw the parked car in the basement. She was so deep in thought that she had no idea where their car was parked then.
"After you, miss—" Logan opened the car door for her.
"Where are we!?" She got out of the car and took her backpack.
"Beachfront hotel."
Instantly, Scarlett's steps suddenly stopped. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the name of this hotel—she was a little surprised to know that she was back again after what she experienced yesterday at this hotel.
Why did Logan bring her back here?
"Miss Scarlett, Mr. Riley, stay in this hotel, so we'll meet him upstairs," Logan explained after seeing Scarlett not moving, and it was clear from the look in her eyes that she looked shocked.
"Logan, aren't there any other hotels? Why did Xander choose this hotel? Can we move somewhere else?" She wanted to say that, but the words stuck on the tip of her tongue. She swallows as she follows Logan into the elevator.
Their elevator goes straight to the top floor.
She saw only two doors on the floor when she exited the elevator. Grants and luxurious corridors stunned her — this was different from the place she was in yesterday. It was as if she was in another hotel.
"This is your room, Miss Scarlett."
Logan opens door #2501 and lets her in.
Scarlett didn't ask anything when she entered. As soon as she entered the room, she heard the sound of a door closing behind her. She was surprised that Logan wasn't coming with her and had gone. She only saw her suitcases right behind her.
She dragged her suitcase and entered the large and luxurious living room area. She saw two large doors in the room with gold ornaments.
And soon, her eye caught the large French windows overlooking the sea – the beach view was so stunning, for a moment, the vast blue ocean enchanted her.
Scarlett couldn't remember how long she stared at the beach before her until she heard the sound of a door opening. Her heart skipped beating momentarily when a handsome man appeared behind the door.
'Xander Riley!' She silently calls his name in her heart.
Xander's deep eyes looked directly into Scarlett's with an intoxicating charm, "Miss Scarlett, that's your room. You can put your suitcase there." He pointed to the bedroom door, which was right beside his room.
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Finally, Scarlett could enter her room, finding solace after those awkward moments with Xander Riley.
She leaned against the door, trying to soothe her racing heart. It was hard to understand that she would now share the president's room with Xander Riley, just the two of them. Nervousness coursed through her, even though they wouldn't be sharing the same bedroom.
He would become her lawful husband tomorrow, and she couldn't help but worry that her heart might betray her by falling for him.
But at this moment, something troubled Scarlett's mind. When she saw Xander for the second time, he appeared different from their first encounter at the hospital. He exuded a sense of not friendly and coldness as if he wanted to keep his distance from her.
She tries to remind herself, "What did you expect, Scarlett? It's merely a contract marriage. Remember, there are no emotions involved here. You mean nothing to him. Stop hoping for more…"
Scarlett could only laugh bitterly, hearing her own words.
She even suspects that Xander might have a girlfriend.
"But why did he choose me for this marriage contract?"
This question had plagued her since last night. She longed to ask, but as she gazed at his stoic expression, her question remained unspoken.
...
Feeling slightly better, Scarlett decided to explore the bedroom.
The room appeared luxurious, featuring a massive bed adorned with white bedding in the center. In one corner, there was a two-seater sofa and a coffee table. Behind them lay a large glass wall, providing a captivating view of the white sandy beach.
The white sandy beach and the clear blue sky captured her attention. She stood near the glass wall, gazing outside.
Suddenly, an overwhelming desire to visit the beach and find solace overwhelmed her—a desire to escape from the recent turmoil that had befallen her family and begin a new life in the capital.
However, before going out, Scarlett realized she hadn't changed her clothes since the previous day. She wore her favorite outfit: a white shirt and ripped jeans.
Instantly, her face turned red, and she covered it with her hand, feeling embarrassed at the thought that Xander must have noticed she hadn't changed since yesterday.
"Gosh! No wonder Xander asked me to come into this room as soon as I arrived. He probably couldn't bear to see me in the same state as yesterday, right?" She could only chuckle as she made her way into the bathroom.
Scarlett was taken aback when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Her face appeared pallid, her lips colorless and dry, and her wig seemed damp. Simultaneously, her white shirt was wrinkled, making her look like a woman who hadn't washed in a week.
'Damn! This is so embarrassing.'
"Jeez, Scarlett... You are truly embarrassed. How can a man fall in love with you if you don't show off your beauty?" She smiled slightly while scolding herself. Slowly, she took off her wig.
She smiled at how her beautiful red wavy hair cascaded down her back. Her hair still felt silkily soft even after being tightly concealed under the wig for a few hours.
Scarlett recalled the first time she had worn a wig. She didn't want her true identity revealed, so she opted for a wig. The Pixie Gray hairstyle was her recent favorite.
For several months, she hadn't changed her style, and even people who knew her believed her pixie cut was her natural hair, although it wasn't. She would never cut her hair this short because she had promised her late mother never to do so. Her late mother had adored her long hair.
"Mom! Did I do a good job, or what!? My long red hair is still the same as the last time you saw it. Please appear in my dreams tonight, okay!?" She talked as she looked at herself in the mirror.
Scarlett felt so sad, she missed her mother very much. She didn't realize that tears were growing in her eyes.
Today, it felt too hard for Scarlett to go through, especially knowing that her father, whom she had always respected, wouldn't even consider believing what she said. He seemed utterly enchanted by that woman, Lauren.
She felt deeply disappointed in her father, but disappointment wouldn't help her. She knew she had to take action, which is why she decided to leave the house for a while.
After a few minutes of sobbing, remembering her late mother, she removed her contact lenses.
When she caught sight of her turquoise eyes, she couldn't help but smile. Her eye color was captivating.
She couldn't reveal her actual eye color to others because it attracted too much attention. Many men became curious about her after seeing her eyes, so she hid her natural eye color when she lived in the US.
This was also to help her disguise herself. She couldn't show her actual appearance for some reason.
...
Before long…
Scarlett felt refreshed after taking a shower with warm water. She wrapped her still-wet hair in a white towel and her body in a bathrobe.
Upon exiting the bathroom, she was startled to find Xander leaning against the door frame, his eyes fixed intently on her.
"Why... Why... are you here!?" She couldn't help but ask in a high tone, shocked to see him in her bedroom. "Don't you know how to knock on the door?"
She tightened her bathrobe, fearing it might slip open – she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"Sir, Xander, please wait outside. I'll be out in a minute..." Scarlett avoided eye contact with him; she hadn't put her contact lenses on. And she was grateful that her hair was concealed under the towel. It would have been troublesome if this man had seen her actual appearance.
"Sorry, I didn't expect to see you like this. Well," he said and closed the door.
After Xander closed the door without saying anything, she felt relieved. She hurriedly walked to the door and locked it.
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