193 Death Of The Memory

Sebastian's POV

Scott left alone.

Vanderbilt covers his face, ignoring me completely as he waits in desperation. So do Scar's two friends. I would have stayed anyway if that could help, but I know where I'm needed more--

I have to go and see Ava.

If a whole blood bank wasn't enough, then one man's donation would hardly be. I have always worried about Ava's condition, but we had Scar to count on whenever Ava needed blood, so I have never thought that the healthy, strong woman would one day lie in the emergency room, waiting for the rare blood to save her life.

And the only one who can help, is her sister who we just had a falling out with.

I knew it would be hard to get Ava to help, but I didn't know it would be this hard.

"What are you even doing here?!" Jack Fuller guards the door, grunting at me. He has been barking at me for five minutes. He is not keeping his voice low, and we both know that Ava heard all of it in there.

He is showing me her attitude: she doesn't want to see me.

"Scarlett is your daughter, and she is severely wounded--"

"She is NOT my daughter!" Jack Fuller spats, glaring at me viciously with his face red, "Did you two made that clear to us?! She is not a Fuller, and she doesn't see herself as one!"

saved Ava's life for so many

cutting me off, "She has made it pretty clear that she doesn't fucking care about Ava's life. Do

a loving father for years, realizing

about her

saw how Scar saw Ava as her responsibility no matter how reluctant she was, all the way until she suddenly asked me to marry her. She was deeply hurt by these people, and she wanted to stay away. Even so, she tried to stay away instead of getting revenge. Because Scar knew the Vanderbilts were her real family, and if she even wanted to inflict any pain on

bunch of

How ridiculously stupid have I been that I thought I

family off when she saw what I failed to see: they never cared about her.

Ava, but now seeing the Fuller's heartless shame I finally

They don't deserve Scar.

help," I put on the business mode. Jack Fuller jumps at profits. Any profit. He is crafty, but he is

smirks at my cold voice, taunting: "What?

fucking company is alive today only because of my help, so cut the bullshit," I cut him off coldly, "Do you want to take the bait, or do

stupidity. This fox never dared to crass me before, so what gave

cross

he already knows that Scar is his biological

Pretending to think for a second, he says as he hasn't

is spouting out of his

Knight's financial report its due attention," I snort

It makes up just about

waste time

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