She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 64

064 A Smart Snake

Scarlett’s POV

When I woke up, everything was dark. For a moment, I thought it was still at night, only to see that I’m in a dark room when my eyes got used to the darkness.

My mind is like a mush, and it’s adjusting even slower than my eyes as if someone. injected fog into my brain.

What happened? Where am I? I was in a car…? The last thing I could remember was Ava’s scared eyes.

Ava!

My memory of last night rushes into my mind as that name wakes them up, also is waking up is a throbbing pain in my temples. I frown, trying to rub my temples, only

realize that my arms are tied to the arms of a wooden chair.

Now I remember.

I didn’t want to go out to meet Ava when I got her message. She never reaches out to me, ever. She has got an army to do that if she ever needs me. Nor was there anything for us to talk about. The last time she “talked” to me, she showed the video of Sebastian when he confessed his feelings toward her, thinking Ava was the little girl he saved.

I replied with a sticker of rolling eyes, but Ava instantly replied – [I can get Dad to let you go, if you give Seb back to me.]

Then before I could even reply, she sent another message: [Now can we talk?]

I was tempted.

Fuller would indulge such a request easily, not even for Ava. But

on top of that, I got the divorce papers right in my hand. I

[Fine, where are you?]

with its butt stuck in a narrow alley. I stopped far from it, struggling to run immediately, but then Ava

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064 A Smart Snake

1. me.

when I got into the car, and that was when a pair of hands covered my nose with a wet cloth and when I blacked

desire for Sebastian was genuine. I never thought the spoiled little princess, the one who knew only

from me. What’s she isn’t getting from her army that she has to abduct me

“Scar!”

corner,

but I can barely make out her figure. The window is letting in nearly no light. It’s either super dark out there, or the window doesn’t open to

hasty, scared whisper raises, “You are awake!

using her mean face,

1. US.

am I?” I ask in a lower voice than her. I’m not sure why she’s

hisses back, “I’m a victim in this,

remember that she can’t

I’m deciding whether to tell

call the police when she notice that

My phone!