She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 167

167 Mafia Boss

Scarlett’s POV

I asked Sebastian to come to the party with me. Well, I told Sebastian about it, and he tagged along against my suggestion.

“Since when have you been interested in disco bars?” Sebastian tries to hide his impatience. Effort in vain. He prefers quiet ones.

“No one even invited you,” I roll my eyes, looking around for Oliver.

“I want to be with YOU,” He grunts, following me tightly as he tries to an annoyed look on his face, “It could have been at home–”

naking contact with anyone,

“I couldn’t have been because I wasn’t planning on going home with you,” I wheel on him, somehow, in the crowd, “1 said you have a chance, under the condition that you won’t put Ava Fuller above me. I’m not just going back to be your tamed little wife, not again!”

“I know, I know!” He raises both his hands, smiling tamely, “I’m sorry. You can at least come home to sleep, no? I won’t be there.”

“So what, now I’m chasing you out of your own house?” I shake my head, but before we can get to a conclusion, a guy presses close to us–

I’m so glad that you are here!” Oliver Scott’s huge bright grin almost pressed to my face, “This

waist and pinpoints me where I am when I

arms, glaring at Oliver

pretends not to see it. He is just an unregistered

even a shade of being offended on his face. He just smirked at Sebastian, “But for how

Sebastian’s story with

doing?! In Sebastian’s arms like a 17–year–old

what I did before. And this is the

go slowly.

Oliver.

I

and it’s bigger than I thought when I agreed to try it again with Sebastian in

not

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bows at me with a please. gesture, so I sit in first, leaving the outside of the

meeting you here,

recognize Damian Vanderbilt’s voice. Wait, is he why Oliver Scott invited me here?? I look over at Oliver

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