She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

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155 Who’s Your Male Lead

Scarlett’s POV

He knows nothing!

“I have never followed you anywhere,” I fold my arms, feeling safer. His suspicion is only about that night. No way he would ever suspect that I heard his dark plan, too.

“You FAILED to,” He corrects me in an arrogant tone. Lucas’s pride would definitely refute if he was here. But he isn’t.

“Are you always this paranoid, or you don’t know the possible consequences of slan grin at him, and he purses his lips into a smirk, not talking back.

Lawyer?” I

“Mr. Scott,” James Deep makes way and Oliver Scott follows us out, and so does Damian Vanderbilt. I follow them, and can’t help but throw peeks at him from the side.

This man is my brother? Biological one? Like Gabriel to Ava? He is taller than Gabriel, but not as bulky. He wears thin glasses, but somehow I just feel like he is not any less a fighter than Gabriel. What would it be like if he was as protective of his sister as Gabriel of Ava?

“Like what you see?” He suddenly turns around and catches my glance. I roll my eyes and look away, not missing his taunting chuckle.

Meanie!

forcing myself to not look at him. Oliver Scott sends him off before he comes back to me and James Deep: “So, this is

leaning away from him. I don’t like him. I don’t like how he plays familiar with everyone even if just met for the first time. And he is always smiling, hiding his true self

so I didn’t have time to find the best fit like everyone else,

tips burn at that

exaggeratingly, “Did I just hear some dirty little secret of the

tier-”

that!” I frown, but my rebuttal only widens his

Jerrrrrrrk!

then?” Oliver Scott curves his lips, leaning his face close to mine just like how Gabriel would when he

taking a step

myself, “It’s nothing personal but you are

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Who’s Your

that was ready for the director’s eyes, pretending to be interested. Adrian wasn’t in love with me, but when he mistook me for Aurora, what i saw was a reliable, loyal man who was fun and a bit flirty, but

bit flirty, and handsome, and maybe he can act

my eyes, blocking the thought of a possible prejudice entering my mind. I don’t want him. Not as Adward. Not as the perfect lover in my mind

down. His eyes are on the scene in front of us. Throwi