Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 616

Even though Scarlett knew Vincent was deliberately making things difficult, she forced herself to stay calm. "Drop the charges against my brother."

Vincent gave her a mocking look. "Why would I do that? Do I strike you as the forgiving type?"

Scarlett's voice tightened. "Then what do you want? What do you actually want from me?"

Vincent turned his attention back to the television, clicking through channels without really watching. His focus was clearly elsewhere. "I already told you. I want him to face the consequences."

Hearing the same cold response, Scarlett tried to reason with him. "Vincent, if you have a problem with me, take it out on me. Leave my brother out of it."

As if she hadn't spoken at all, he repeated, "I said, I want him to face the consequences."

Scarlett hadn't moved from the entrance. There was still a wide gap between them, stretching across the room.

"Vincent, let him go. I'll do whatever you want."

She figured she could take whatever he dished out. She was Vanessa's mother, after all—surely he wouldn't go too far with her. Even if he came after her, at least Vanessa wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.

But Nathan was different. If he ended up with a record, Clara would carry that weight for years.

No matter what Scarlett said, though, Vincent didn't budge.

Finally, as if tired of listening, he stood abruptly and tossed the remote onto the couch.

Then he walked straight toward her, each step deliberate.

When he reached her, he looked down, studying her face without a word.

After a long moment, he pulled a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and flicked it at her. It fluttered through the air and landed against her cheek before drifting to the floor. "That's for your ride home. Get out."

Scarlett flinched as the bill touched her face, then stared at it on the ground. Slowly, she lifted her gaze back to him. "When my parents came to see you—is that how you treated them, too?"

Vincent didn't hesitate. "Yes."

Her hands clenched into fists in her lap. "You're absolutely despicable."

Vincent shrugged, completely indifferent. "Think whatever you want."

He turned away and raised his voice. "Lily!"

Lily emerged from the first-floor staff room. "Yes, Mr. Stewart?"

He was already heading for the stairs. "Show our guest out."

When Lily's eyes met Scarlett's, they were full of pity.

But her hands were tied. She gave a small, helpless gesture. "Mrs. Stewart..."

Scarlett understood that Lily was just as helpless in the situation. She didn't want to make things harder for her, so she just gave a faint smile.

Then, still in that low, raspy voice, she said, "Lily, could you pass a message to him for me?"

Lily hadn't fully closed the door. She looked at Scarlett sitting by the roadside in her wheelchair, the orange light falling across her face.

At that moment, Scarlett looked lonely and worn down.

It pained Lily to see her like that, but all she could do was stand there and watch.

Hearing Scarlett's request, she answered softly, "Of course. What do you want me to tell him?"

After thinking for a moment, Scarlett replied, "Tell him I'll wait outside until he's ready to come to a decision."

Deep down, Lily knew that waiting wouldn't change anything, but she still held on to a small hope—what if things turned out differently?

So she agreed. "I'll try my best."

Scarlett's eyes turned red. "Thank you, Lily."

With that, Lily closed the gate and walked back inside.

Once she was back in the hallway, she paused for a moment, then made her way upstairs.