Chapter 29

029 Take Her Home Scarlett's POV

Long after Damon left, I'm still standing on the street corner with Aurora, showering in the no-longer-too- warm breeze of the end of summer because she is staring in the direction where his car has left.

"Someone is smittennnn," I tease when I have to rub my arms to keep warm, "do you want me to call 911 to arrange a date for you?"

"What?!" Aurora snaps out of it, exclaiming, "What are you talking about"

"Umm, the elephant on the street???" I follow her as she strides in to dodge my eyes, "Since when?!

"I'm not into him!" Aurora shouts with red ear tips, "You"

She suddenly stops, and I giggle as I follow her sight to look, only to freeze where I am.

Sebastian, leaning against the wall elegantly beside the elevator. He bends his swan neck a little, his soulful eyes

on the ground as if in deep thought. His hands are in his pants pockets, and he has one leg curled up a little with the tip of his shining shoes pointed at the ground. Damn peacock. He has to look good even in an elevator lobby at midnight.

straight, moving his shoulders a bit as if they are stiff for remaining in the same position for too long. He comes at us, stops at a distance,

language. Five years is long enough to master any major, in this case, cold billionaire

can you give us a minute?" I whisper to

it's Ava, he would just summon me to a hospital, or Jack Fuller would. If it's about the divorce papers, contacting my lawyer would b I don't want to get on his bad side...I mean, any more than I already am.

my surprise, Aurora is not moving: "No, not after tonight. He has something

at Aurora's reaction. They don't like

about the donation would

....

not here to summon me," I pull Aurora to the side, whispering, "Besides, he is a victim in

back in a whisper too, supressing her upset with hardship, "1-forget

glare, Aurora clicks her high heels to the elevator, leaving me and

Sebastian frowns with confusion,

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me?" I shrug indifferently, "Why are you here?? Sebastian purses his lips again. He is bothered by something, usually by something I did or said. Usually this is where I squeeze that out of him, apologize, and make

of me died that day when he pushed me to the ground, and luckily, it's the part that has been hurting for a very long

I'm healing now.

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