She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked

It's the car that followed Scar out of the auction house.

She should have known. But too distracted, she didn't notice that they tailed us earlier. It wasn't a misunderstanding. They WERE following her and they ARE after something. The files!

"Off, the car!" The driver came off our side and is now outside Scar's door. His barrel pointed right at her head.noveldrama

"Author? Author, are you okay?" Scar opens her door slowly, taking the chance to ask for her loyal driver.

Authur blacked out on his seat.

"Off, now!" The guy demands again, knocking on her window in haste.

"Jack Fuller sent you, didn't he?" Scar comes out of the car, putting on a calm mask, "However much he is giving you, I can double the price."

"I don't know what you are talking about," The guy replies impatiently, "All I know is, you have to come with me."

"--" Scar wants to give it another shot, and the gun almost sticks into her mouth. She purses her lips, and the guy indicates a direction with his gun, pushing her forward. Another two guys carry Author and follow them into an abandoned warehouse.

Scar's heart sinks.

Damian could have noticed her missing, but she told him to give her some alone time. She could have told Silco. She had Silco on the phone when it happened! But... What she heard from Silco's end...was just a coincidence...right?

She doesn't want to suspect Silco, but it's just too convenient-

"Here it goes."

Something went off the moment they bumped into their car.

Could it be? Or it was just a coincidence?

Her phone broke in the crash, but if these men had nothing to do with him, then he would be already on his way to her by now.

He has been like that this whole time.

Curling up in the dim, empty room, Scar suddenly realizes for the first time how much she grew used to having Silco by her side, used to relying on him with everything. He gave her money, manpower, information, everything. It's all because of what Sebastian said, and now she's suspecting Silco.

"Who are you?" Scar demands the men imprisoning them, "You have been following me all day, and you came prepared with guns and a plan. Tell me what you want. Maybe we can make a deal." She needs time.

Silco would find her. She is certain of that.

"You won something valuable today, no?" The driver seems like the leader of the little group. He smirks at Scar, demanding with a mean tone, "Pay us for the day, and we'll leave you in peace." He is lying! Instinct tells Scar.

Sure, they might have seen her car

Belive!

driving out of the auction house. But not everyone at the auction house bought items. Not to mention, followed her to Silco's place, watcher her enter before leaving again. Why would anyone assume that she still has whatever valuable items on her by now?

They said that only to throw her off. They are hiding their true purpose!

A bold idea pops into Scar's mind.

"I left it at Mr. Silco's place," She says, "You must know if you have been following me."

The driver exchanges a look with his men: "Don't lie to me! Search her car!" Scar's blood runs cold-

17.

The guy didn't even so much as blink when he heard "Mr. Silco". He recognizes that name. They don't seem to know her name, but they know him! Even if Jack Fuller sent them, they should be more familiar with her, the target, rather than a random acquaintance of her! offer!

Scar doesn't want to think deeply about what that means.

"Give us what you got today, or else--" The driver threatens. For some reason, Scar doesn't feel threatened by his words. It's more like his job is not getting the files, but just asking that question

"I told you, I don't have the files on me, but if you can give me a phone, I'll ask my family to bring them over, how's that?" Scar tries to negotiate.

"Uhh...sure," The driver agrees so fast so easily that even Scar is surprised.

Shouldn't he put up a fight or at least drop a threat?

But just as Scar reaches over for the phone, someone kicks down the door and barges in:

Sebastian? Scar opens her eyes wide, and the next second, the driver pulls out a knife as he grabs Scar, pressing the cold edge on her neck and shouting: "Nobody moves!" Thanks, Mr. Knight. Thank you, a million times! Scar screams in her head in frustration.

"Scar?! Scar! Are you okay?!"