Chapter 213 Revenge Looks Good on You
Scarlett sat in the car when she received the agreement Samuel had sent over. Without hesitation, she forwarded it to both Jasper and Jack. After Jack read it, he was completely stunned.
“Pixel, what did you do? Mr. Samuel’s actually going to publicly sever ties with Mr. Matthew?”
This was a serious matter.
But Jack didn’t look the least bit concerned–in fact, he seemed downright thrilled.
Jasper also turned his head and glanced at her.
“Because of Gordon?”
He asked. Scarlett nodded.
Jack immediately slapped a hand over his mouth, but his voice still leaked out through his fingers.
“Holy crap, don’t tell me it’s because I mentioned it yesterday and you actually took it to heart? You threw yourself into the game, orchestrated all of this, just for that outcome? Pixel, do you even realize how dangerous that was? One wrong move and you wouldn’t have made it out!”
Jasper’s hand, resting on his knee, paused.
His fingers curled slightly.
The hard lines of his profile softened just a touch.
He turned to look at her; the neon lights outside flickered between dim and bright.
But Scarlett’s beauty wasn’t dimmed in the slightest. Her eyes shimmered like freshly washed grapes, clear and luminous.
It was a far cry from the first time he saw her.
Back then, stopped by Pixel, she had been ruthless and decisive; her eyes full of icy defiance.
But now, those frosty eyes held the warmth of the sun.
At this moment, she wore a faint smile, the scattered city lights seemed to melt into the dimples at the corners of her lips; and for a second, he seemed dazed.
Scarlett noticed his gaze.
It made her feel oddly self–conscious,
She suddenly felt self–conscious and brushed her cheek without thinking.
“Mr. Fletcher, I didn’t mess things/up for you, did I?”
Before Jasper could respond, Jack cut in immediately.
“Mess things up? Are you kidding? You were a huge help! Jasper would never bring himself to do anything to
his little brother.”
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“Hmph, that kid, he’s a total manipulative little fake. Plays the role way too well.”
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At that, Jack sounded like someone whose entire world had just turned sour–the bitterness in his tone was unmistakable.
He practically sounded like the one who’d been dumped.
Scarlett was stunned. Dude, you’re gonna make people think things.
Maybe realizing he was saying too
ch, Jack cut himself off and waved his hand.
pixel, you’re a legend. I seriously can’t wait to see the look on Ryan’s
“Anyway,” he stuck out a thumbs–up,
stupid face. Jasper, what do you think, will he just get red–eyed or go straight to crying?”
Jasper and Scarlett were stunned.
Whoa, was it that dramatic? She gave Jasper a look of sincere sympathy.
Then, unable to help herself, she gently patted his arm.
“Honestly, I get it.”
Jasper was stunned.
“I went through the same thing with the Joyner family. I suffered too, too many two–faced phonies. Sometimes, you can’t let emotions hold you hostage. When it’s time to act, you act. Hesitate, and it all turns to chaos.”
She spoke with deep conviction, the tone of someone who’d been through it.
Jack, watching from the side, laughed so hard he had to hold his stomach.
Jasper went quiet.
“Alright.”
After a moment of silence, just when everyone thought he wasn’t going to respond, he actually spoke.
And he sounded genuinely serious.
Scarlett and Jack went quiet.
Thankfully, the car stopped just outside the Lane family estate; otherwise, Jack probably would’ve delivered a speech about how shocked he was.
Half an hour earlier, inside the estate./
Aurora had rushed to Susan’s villa in a frenzy.
Susan liked to spend her evenings in quiet meditation, reading in her private sanctuary.
The estate was usually very quiet
Rarely would anyone disturb her.
Today, however, Aurora stumbled in, disheveled and anxious, so much so that even the usually composed
Chapter 213 Revenge Looks Good on You
Aunt Chen furrowed her brows.
“Ms. Aurora, what happened to you?”
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