Chapter 847

Afterwards, they showered together.

Scarlette stood by the mirror, running a blow dryer through her wet hair. Nicholas lounged at the edge of the bed, eyes glued to her, almost like he was trying to figure her out.

She was so gentle tonight—it threw him off completely. Over the past few years, he'd gotten used to her cold stares and sharp words. This softness felt like a dream he wasn't quite sure how to handle.

Scarlette only half-dried her hair before ducking out, then came back with a glass of water and handed it to him.

Nicholas's eyes lit up with surprise. "You..."

sick or something, being this nice to him all of a

the one person who loved her most in this world was him. Maybe she'd decided to finally cherish

it in one gulp. "Sis, let's get some sleep.

so obedient calling her "sis," nothing like his usual rebellious self. Scarlette climbed into bed and was out cold the second

in the morning, she

hugging a pillow in

didn't even glance back. She just pulled out her

had a big deal coming up with a major company, and the only way in was through Morgan's family. The catch? She and Morgan had to pretend to be a

getting older, and his family wouldn't stop nagging him to settle down. Scarlette, meanwhile, needed a


thick stack of documents she'd reorganized that morning, determined

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