The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 131

“Oh!” I pressed my lips int a flat line, preparing myself for the disgusted reaction. However, she looked more intrigued than anything. “How can I help you, Miss Fitzgerald?”

Scarlett extended a well–manicured hand toward me, and I hesitantly shook it. Her grip was firm, her palm cool against mine.

“Please, call me Scarlett,” she insisted, her tone warm and inviting. “I hope I’m not intruding, but I’ve heard some things about you, and I was hoping we could talk.”

My mind raced with questions, but I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of familiarity with this woman. “Of course, Scarlett,” I replied, my voice more composed.

She smiled brightly. “Excellent! Whenever you’re done.”

“I’m on break now. We can sit in one of those booths over there,” I told her, pointing to the seating area behind her.

She nodded, and together, we navigated through the maze of tables and patrons, heading toward a dimly lit corner of the restaurant. The soft glow of a floral lamp. bathed the area in a warm, golden light. Scarlett took a seat on a plush velvet chair, and I settled into the one opposite her.

As I studied her face in the gentle illumination, I noticed a hint of sadness lurking in her emerald eyes. “I apologize for how sudden this is, but I felt compelled to speak with you. You see, I’ve been following your story.”

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt a rush of anxiety wash over me. “I appreciate your interest, Ms. Fitzgerald,” I replied, my voice cautious. “But I’m just a waitress trying to make ends meet.”

She nodded sympathetically, her eyes never leaving mine. “I understand that, Evie. But your story touched me deeply. You see, I’ve been where you are, struggling to find my place in the world.”

I studied Scarlett’s face, trying to discern the truth behind her words. Her elegance. and wealth seemed worlds apart from my own circumstances, and I couldn’t help but wonder what common ground we could possibly share.

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She continued, her voice soft and introspective. “I come from a family of privilege and expectation. I was expected to follow a certain path, to conform to society’s standards of success. But I chose a different path, one that led me away from the world I knew.”

I listened intently, feeling a sense of connection with Scarlett’s words. The weight of societal expectations and the pressure to conform had been driving forces in my own life, pushing me to make choices that were not true to myself.

leaned in closer, her expression earnest. “Evie, I see a strength in you, a resilience that mirrors my own journey. I believe that your story deserves to be heard, that

moved by Scarlett’s sincerity, although she had yet to expose her

look familiar,” I couldn’t help but blurt

sad smile. “I get that a lot,” she replied. “I have a sister, Stella, who looks very much like

spine. Especially now that it was attached to

together. “I

been having some trouble with Stella recently. It involves my late

I was no stranger to hearing about property disputes, but it wasn’t typically between

“Stella’s determined to keep everything for herself, and

case flashing before my eyes. “Why do you want my help, Scarlett?” I asked, my tone cautious. “I’m sure

Scarlett’s gaze

know that you, of all people,

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run down my spine at Scarlett’s words. A tumultuous legal battle in the making, especially one involving Stella and potentially

like this,” I told

closer, her voice a desperate whisper. “I can offer you more than just money, Evie. I can offer you the chance

corners of my conscience. But the risks were immense, and I couldn’t help but remember the toll that my previous encounters with

exposing her secrets

held a glint of desperation, and she reached into her handbag, producing a thick envelope. She slid it across the table toward me, and my

willing to pay up front,” Scarlett said, her voice filled with urgency. “Please, Evie, think about it. You know what’s at stake, and you know that justice

the envelope, the allure of the money warring with my better judgment. The scars from my past battles, especially the one with

think about it,” I finally conceded, my voice heavy with uncertainty. “But I need time to

palpable. “Thank you. Evie.‘ she said her gratitude evident. I know this isn’t an easy decision, but

a pen and scribbled down a number. She slid it across the table

number if you change your mind,” she said softly. Take

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