She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

172 A Question For An Answer Scarlett's POV

I shiver at his words.

Sebastian catches me by my waist, rubbing my cold limbs before he turns to Damian Vanderbilt like a pissed-off lion. I pull his suit and stop him.

I deserve it. I chose the baby over Lilith when I should have gone with Jack Fuller's men. She was tough, but she was still just one woman who boxes as a hobby. She could have been hurt if Sebastian wasn't here.

"I'm sorry-" I mumble, but Damian Vanderbilt wouldn't hear it.

"You should be!" He grunts coldly, "Next time deal with your own shit instead of getting others in harm's

way for you!"

Though I know I was at fault, I can't stop my eyes brimming and my ears burning when his words sting so harshly. Oliver Scott comes out of the crowd, standing between me and his friend with a sad look. He is not saying anything, but his existence magically cools the air down a little.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, please!" Lilith lifts her head from his arms. Her tone is gentle but firm: "It's MY decision and she is MY friend. Please don't blame this one on her. It wasn't her fault that these people tried to hurt her."

Damian Vanderbilt tightens his hugs around Lilith. He glances at me and I dodge his look. I can tell that

he was startled when he saw Lilith getting hurt. I was startled, too. I didn't know he cared about her so much.

to Jack

arm under his feet, his tone almost cruel,

daughter, all means necessary!" The guy shouts in extreme pain, the icy aura of Damian Vanderbilt makes a chill run down my

sorry I was late. I won't let him

words, I realize I was trembling hard. I wouldn't have cried, but his gentle words hit me harder than

give an "all means necessary" order; I'm scared of a real billionaire who is my biological brother,

is about to be a dad, Do I dare to trust him with our safety now? If he is serious about getting back together, would he be able

and in a horrifying groan, the guy pulls out

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dials before he gives

puts the phone to his

before he drawls coldly: "He can't speak. He's at

moment, all eyes kept

do have an issue," Still in that lazy tone, but somehow you know you are in danger if you are facing him, "Your

long speech from the

curious," Damian Vanderbilt snorts coldly, tasting my name in a bloodthirsty way as his eyes dart my way, "A question for