Scarlett's POV:
I felt cold when I looked down at the knife that was on the ground.
It was evident that Charles hated me enough to really want me dead.
"Will you keep your promise? If I die, then will you take good care of the twins for me?" I asked, looking at him expectantly.
However, Charles just looked at me coldly without even saying a word. It seemed as though he was certain that I would not dare to pick up the knife.
But there was something that he did not know. It was the fact that a mother would do anything for her children. She would even die to keep her babies safe.
With a bitter smile, I picked up the fruit knife, and pointed it at my wrist.
Just when I was about to slit my wrist, Charles rushed to my side and held my hand.
"Scarlett, aren't you afraid of death? Are you crazy enough to sacrifice your life for the kids? William's kids? Do you really think that I would make your wish come true after you die in front of me?" He was livid with rage as he grabbed my chin and glared at me with an imperceptible hint of panic in his eyes.
I did not say a word.
"I will never let you see those kids! Scarlett, just give up whatever foolish ideas you have in your head!" Charles pushed me away in disgust before he slumped back on the sofa.
Shocked, I looked at him, wondering why he was breaking his promise all of a sudden.
Feeling helpless, I put down the fruit knife. Just when I was rambling my brains to come up with an idea to make him give up, something struck my mind.
Richard and Janet must have taken my kids away. If that had not been the case, then Tracy would not have been knocked out so easily.
Thinking of that, I figured that Richard must know where the two kids were.
Charles resented me so much that there was no way that he was going to willingly give me my kids, and all I could do now was to rely on myself.
I stood up from the ground and was about to ask Richard where the kids were.
However, before I could even take a step, Charles figured out what I was planning.
"Scarlett, don't try to get any clues from Richard or Janet. I am the one that hid your kids away, and I will never make it so easy for you to find them!" he threatened me as he stood up from the couch and slowly walked to me.
I stopped and glared at him.
That glimmer of hope in my heart disappeared in just a moment and I was rendered powerless again.
"Scarlett, I am warning you, if you try to annoy me one more time, you will only be seeing the kids' corpses!" Charles hissed, ignoring the fact that I was just as furious as him.
I looked into his cold eyes in disbelief. I never thought of him as someone who would harm my kids.
"Do you really wish to see me die? If you stop me from seeing my kids, then I will die right in front of you!" Saying that, I picked up the fruit knife and pointed it at my neck.
However, Charles gave me an indifferent look as though he did not care whether I lived or died.
I put down the knife in despair, not knowing how to make him compromise.
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