Two weeks have passed since Adrian and Scarlett sealed their friendship and things seemed to be okay. Neither of them had crossed their boundaries or tried to make things awkward. Meanwhile, Scarlett had a plan up her sleeves which Adrian knew nothing about.
Adrian stood in the middle of the art gallery, inspecting and admiring the new pieces of art that had just arrived from overseas. Josy was standing behind him, equally taking in the satisfaction that came with the new art collection that had just arrived.
“These are so beautiful.” Josy pointed out and Adrian nodded in agreement.
“Let's hang them up at once, I want everyone to be able to enjoy them.” Adrian smiled briefly.
“Of course,” Josy answered and got some of the workers to hang the paintings up and put the sculptures in their appropriate places.
“So, how's Vivian? How are your marriage plans going?” Josy asked. That question seemed to trigger Adrian, he scrunched his nose and then let out a silent sigh.
“Fine.” He replied nonchalantly.
“Just fine?”
“Yes, everything is fine,” Adrian answered and Josy shrugged. He was about to speak again when a worker called his attention. He excused himself and went to see what the problem was while Adrian went ahead to look at a few other paintings.
He couldn't help his wandering thoughts at that moment. He was slowly getting appalled by Vivian's actions. He was already losing interest in her physically and it had everything to do with the way she slept around with men.
He remembered the phone call, hearing her moan and scream for another man, hearing another man fuck her made him even more disgusted. Even after that phone call, he tried to call her several more times but she claimed to be busy most of the time.
Could Vivian be trying to push him away? Could it be that she had found another fuck boy who could pleasure her more than him? If this was the case then she would definitely brush him aside because he was a shameless woman. This would definitely affect his plans and push him further away from his goal. If Vivian won't let him achieve his goals, should he use Scarlett instead?
“No..” he rubbed his eyes tiredly, brushing off the thought. Scarlett shouldn't be involved in this. Besides, how could he be fucking both mother and daughter?
Just then, his phone rang and when he pulled it out of his pocket, his lips curved into a smile, seeing that Scarlett was the caller. But he was quick to come back to his senses and wiped the smile off his face. Before he could answer the call.
“Hi, dad.” She teased and Adrian furrowed his brows at what she had just said, expressing his displeasure.
“I am not your dad, please don't call me that.” He warned but she giggled.
“But you will be soon, or are you planning to leave my mother?” She asked with a sinister grin but he scoffed.
“My mother is all over you. I don't think you can escape her grasp.” She added, watching his expression closely.
“Just tell me why you called,” Adrian stated, trying to mask his concern over Vivian's recent behavior.
“Well, I wanted to know if you'd be busy tonight. I have a birthday party to attend tomorrow and I need a dress from my closet back at the house.”
“It's fine, I'll get the dress. But I have to get back to the club tonight and I don't want to be late.” He answered. Adrian looked up and his eyes met with that of Josy's who was giving him weird looks because he was talking to Scarlett.
“Thank you so much, Adrian, you've just saved my ass.” She sighed. She described the dress to him before she hung up while Adrian had a word with Josy before leaving the art gallery. He got into the car and drove to the Davenport mansion.
Adrian got to the mansion and quickly made his way to Scarlett's room. He went straight to her closet and searched for any dress that matched the description she gave him. It took him a while but he finally found it and carefully placed it in a bag.
Just as he was about to leave the room, something on Scarlett's desk caught his attention. It was a photograph of young Scarlett and her father. He picked up the frame and stared at it for a while, the little girl looked familiar. It brought back memories that he promised he would never forget. But could Scarlett be the little girl from all those years ago?
He found the photo album that was also sitting on the desk and picked it up. He started to flip through it and couldn't help but smile at young Scarlett. How come she had that banging body just after some years?
FLASHBACK
Twelve years ago, Adrian was on his way home from the mall after getting a few things he needed when a group of bullies intercepted him and demanded his money. When he refused, they started to mock him, saying things that brought tears to his eyes.
“Your mother probably couldn't stand you and that's why she committed suicide!” One of them roared and the others laughed. Adrian was filled with anger and pain but he couldn't do anything because there were many of them and they would definitely overpower him.
“Just let me go.” He said calmly and tried to walk away when they started to kick him roughly at the same time. Adrian groaned from pain, falling to the ground and begging them to stop but they only kicked him harder.
“You're nothing but a killer. You killed your father and kids like you deserve nothing but death.” They continued to mock him while kicking his stomach, head, and other parts of his body. Adrian was groaning and crying for help, he was almost going unconscious.
“Hey! Leave him alone!” A tiny voice yelled out and everyone turned to see who it was only to see a cutely dressed little girl marching towards them.
“Get away from here you spoiled brat.” One of the bullies yelled.
“You all better leave him alone!”
“Or what?” They laughed.
Immediately, the girl raised her phone, smirking at them.
“I will call the police right now.” She went ahead to dial the emergency number, describing the bullies and exactly how they looked. She also described the poor boy who they were bullying but the bullies ran off in fear even before she could finish the phone call.
“She’s crazy, let’s go.”
“And don't come back.” She yelled after them and went ahead to help the poor boy up. He had sustained several injuries but the one on his arm was worse.
To stop him from bleeding, she undid her ponytail and used the scrunchie to tie around his bleeding arm, in an attempt to control the bleeding.
Adrian stared at her, unable to understand why a rich-looking girl like her would want to help him and even take care of him. He watched her dress his wound and then call for backup.
A middle-aged woman in a nanny uniform came out from the car across the street. Adrian was shocked at how the girl gave out orders to the woman. The nanny went back to the car and came back with some money which the girl handed to Adrian.
“This is two hundred dollars, take care of yourself and replace your goods which those bullies broke.” She frowned and walked away, followed by her nanny.
Adrian sat there for a while, wondering what had just happened. He finally gained a little bit of strength and ran towards the car to thank the girl but the car drove off speedily. That was the last time he set eyes on her.
He went back to that same spot every day for a few days but she was nowhere to be found. He was determined to find her but his plan was disrupted by her aunt who told him that he would be coming to live with her in another city.
FLASHBACK ENDS
Excited, Adrian took Scarlett's dress and rushed out of the mansion. He went back to his own apartment. He raced to where he kept his saving box and pulled out the scrunchie that the little girl had used to stop him from bleeding. He kept it with him in hopes that he would find his savior girl one day and it was finally happening.
He got back into the car, grinning from ear to ear as he drove back to Scarlett's penthouse.
As soon as he entered, he met her working on her laptop. Scarlett noticed his presence and got to her feet to welcome him but he ran towards her and gave her a tight hug… Scarlett's breath stiffened, and her eyes widened in shock.
“Dad?” She called with a shaky voice, still trying to come to terms with what he was doing.
“Is everything okay Dad? What happened? Do you miss me that much?”