Scarlett's car appeared in front of me shortly after.
She and Sarah were best friends, and also current investors in the company.
"Did Sarah send you?"
Scarlett was silent for a moment before replying.
"Yes and no."
I furrowed my brow, not understanding her meaning.
Scarlett leaned lazily against the car.
"She called me and said you two had a fight. But if it were anyone else, I wouldn't have bothered coming."
After some thought, I got into her car.
It was late, and getting a cab in this upscale neighborhood would be inconvenient.
Scarlett took me to the hospital to bandage the wound on my palm.
By the time everything was done and we left the hospital for home, it was already midnight.
I thanked Scarlett, but she suddenly spoke up.
"If you want revenge on Sarah, I'm willing to help."
A mocking smile played on my lips.
"You two are in cahoots. What revenge are you talking about?"
She suddenly pinned me in the corner of the car, her fingers gripping my collar tightly.
"How do you know Sarah and I are on the same side if you don't try?"
Calling her crazy, I quickly opened the door and fled from the car.The next morning, I drafted a share transfer agreement and went to the company, ready to sell all my shares and leave this sickening city behind.
I found Scarlett and bluntly told her the price I had in mind for the transaction.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly lunged at me, forcing me back against the chair.
She deliberately unbuttoned half of her shirt, revealing glimpses of her toned abs underneath.
She looked at me with exasperation.
"Dashiell, why are you being so rash?"
"If Sarah can have a child with your brother, why don't you have a child with her best friend to get back at her?"
My mind instantly exploded.
Sarah had always said Quint was sick, but I never believed it.
Scarlett's words seemed to unveil the whole truth.
I didn't dare think about it before, but now it seemed like the only explanation that made sense.
At that moment, Sarah arrived at the company.
I watched as Quint carefully helped her into her office, even thoughtfully preparing many sweet treats for her.
A cold smirk spread across my face.
Don't blame me!
Sarah, you brought this on yourself!