Chapter 93
From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots
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“Scarlett. I only came over because of our past. I wanted to give you a few words of advice–you don’t have to be so ungrateful!”
Scarlett waved him off.
“We don’t have a past worth mentioning. So you can keep your advice–I don’t need it.”
She wondered how she never noticed before—this man had serious cling–on potential.
Unbelievable.
“Scarlett! I’m doing this for your own good! That guy’s so much older than you. He’s not serious–he just wants you for your looks! If you keep throwing yourself away like this, no one’s going to be able to help you!”
Scarlett gave him a blank stare.
“Are you speaking common language? I didn’t understand a word of that.”
“You’re still being stubborn!” Connor clenched his fists, rage simmering behind his eyes.
“Scarlett, I didn’t hold a grudge over what you did to me before. I was still willing to give you a second chance, to help you. But I never thought you’d be so blind and ungrateful!”
“Oh, I’m so glad you had enough decency to break off the engagement. Otherwise, I’d be the biggest joke in Trenwyn right now.”
Scarlett looked him over. “Honestly, I’m concerned about your mental health. The things you’re saying- you must’ve made up a whole soap opera in your head.”
“And now you’re projecting it into real life. That’s rough. So young, and already showing signs of delusional disorder.”
Connor was confused.
“Scarlett, are you seriously trying to make me explode from rage?”
Scarlett blinked. “Can I? Great. I’ll give it my best shot. Never tried a murder that doesn’t land you in prison before.”
Connor went quiet.
“You’re dodging the real issue. That helicopter you took today—”
“Pixel!”
Jack suddenly shoved through the crowd and made his way to her.
“Why’re you still here? Weren’t you heading to the lab to get set up?”
Scarlett didn’t answer.
Jack looked puzzled.
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“What’s up? You didn’t look motion sick on the flight. Want me to get you some meds just in case?”
Connor froze.
He stared at Jack, barely believing what he was hearing.
“You’re saying… that helicopter was yours?”
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Jack, who disliked him from the start, immediately frowned in disgust..
“What? You got a problem with that?”
“Well, keep it to yourself. Don’t come around here spreading your bad vibes.”
Connor couldn’t even register the insult. His head was spinning.
“Scarlett… you flew in Jack’s helicopter?”
That’s impossible.
He could accept Scarlett throwing herself at some old man for career advancement.
But he couldn’t accept her being surrounded by men who were actually better than him.
Jack came from the Damian family–one of the top five families in the entire country.
An heir like that stood at the very top of the pyramid.
How could he possibly be interested in someone like Scarlett?
Maybe it’s her looks?
But Jack had surely seen more beautiful women than he could count. Why would he be so smitten by just a face?
Could it be her talent ?
Connor’s brows furrowed.
Talent ? Scarlett ?
She wasn’t even on the same level as Rebecca–couldn’t hold a candle to her.
Unless she stole someone else’s research again and used it to get close to Jack …
His chest tightened.
“Scarlett, have you really become this desperate to climb the ladder? Willing to do anything ?”
“You really…”
A flood of cruel words rushed to the tip of his tongue.
But seeing Scarlett’s calm, distant face, he couldn’t bring himself to say them.
And the fact that she could still affect his emotions like this–it made him even more uncomfortable.
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Jack’s face darkened. He’d had enough of Connor.
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Connor snapped back. “That’s totally different, I-”
“How’s it different? You’re not human?”
Jack’s comeback was instant.
Connor turned bright red with frustration.
Jack wasn’t done yet.
He turned back to Scarlett with an exaggerated sigh.
“Pixel, I’ve gotta scold you a little. You’re usually so smart–how can you not tell the difference between a person and a fake? I’ll get you some pepper spray later. If you see a fake again, don’t hold back. Spray first, ask questions later–it’s on me.”
Scarlett replied dryly, “I’m just worried about getting my hands dirty. Waste of time. Ruins the mood.”
Jack nodded solemnly.
“True, but bottling it up isn’t good either. Once we’re done here, I’ll hire someone to bag him and rough him up a bit. Just say the word.”
Connor said nothing.
Scarlett just smiled.
“No need. Your hands are still hands too. Wouldn’t want them getting dirty either.”
Jack burst out laughing. “Good point. Alright, let’s hit the lab.”
“Let’s go.”
Scarlett’s entire expression brightened.
Her whole demeanor lit up with energy.
And only now-
Only now did Connor finally notice.
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