RankNovel223 Heritage Auctions "Do...do you know of the Vanderbilts?" Did you know that you just scolded the heir of one of the most powerful families in the country? This is the true question, the one that Scar dares not to ask. Scar glances in Silco's direction, a shade of nervousness in her voice that she didn't even notice herself.
They picked up Lilith before calling it a day. Silco played with Alice the whole ride to Lilith's place. Didn't want to talk about Damian in front of Lilith or Alice, Scar just remained silent as guilt eats her up.
Her deal with Silco is about the Fullers. Silco needs it exactly because he didn't want a stain on his name, so she doesn't imagine he would be too happy to get on the wrong side of a Vanderbilt. Silco looks over, his deep eyes lingering before he nods simply: "Yes, I do." Scar swallows unconsciously.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShould she tell him who Damian was? He stood up for her. It would be horrible of her to keep Damian's identity from him, especially if Damian causes trouble for him because of this.
But what if he backs out of their deal because of this? She can't fight the Fullers, Sebastian AND Damian altogether on her own.
Silco tilts his head and looks at her with a calm face, as if waiting for her next words, but with very limited interest.
"Okay, so!" Not noticing Silco's look, Scar clears her throat as she snaps out of her own thoughts, deciding to put her revenge behind Silco's safety, "The guy you just saw, that was Damian Vanderbilt, son of Johnny Vanderbilt, like, the head of--you know." Her thumping heart broke a simple introduction into pieces. She stares at Silco as she waits for his decision, calming herself with thoughts like, she could always go to Damian if she wants to continue her revenge. At the end of the day, Damian cares about their mom. That much she's sure.
It's just more ideal for her if she could avoid working with that guy. She's not really into the idea of "family" right now.
"Yes, he is," Silco nods simply as if that's no news to him.
"I mean...you knew that?!" Scar blinks with her eyebrows raised high into her hair.
"Of course I do," Silco lets out a polite laugh, adding as if to comply with her: "Is his identity ssort of secret?" Damian gets on the news, yes. So you knew you were scolding the heir of one of the most powerful families?! Scar freezes with her mouth wide open for several seconds before she stammers: "You-you knew-a-and y-you just scolded him like that...2 mean, Treally hope you are doing a brilliant job at keeping your own identity an absolute secret then!" Silco laughs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmScar rolls her eyes at his relaxed status, but the truth is, his confidence makes her feel much safer, facing the dark path of revenge she chose for herself.
"Thanks, I will try my best," Silco says, still laughing, his curious eyes landing on her, "You are...worried about me?" "Hmph!" Scar folds her arms and turns away, glaring out of the window when she is not even sure what she's upset about, "I'm just worried about our deal." Silco's lips curve up, and his eyes are light gentle, and caring, but right before Scar turns around to peek at him he looks away and hides that moment of his true self--
"Speaking of our deal," Silco opens his suitcase at foot, foot pulling out an black invitation card with golden edges, "I bear a gift for you."
The curious new toy successfully made Scar put the little moment at the back of her mind, "What's this? HA?" On the front are two gilded words: Heritage Auctions.
"The Fullers sent your mom's
necklace for auction," Silco nods at the faney card, "And what you are holding's the entrance to one of the most luxurious auction. Nex Friday." en Scar grips the card hard, suppressing the fire in her eyes: "I'm there."
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