Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 70

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Clara held no fondness for Vincent whatsoever. The moment she laid eyes on him, she made no attempt to conceal her irritation and immediately began shooting him away.

Nathan, hearing Clara’s raised voice from inside the house, hurried out. The instant he saw it was Vincent, the polite smile he typically wore for guests evaporated from his face, replaced by an undisguised scowl. “Get out of here!” he growled, not bothering with formalities.

Vincent’s expression turned icy. He ignored the rudeness from both Clara and Nathan and cut straight to the point. “Where is Scarlett? I need to see her.”

This only angered Clara further. “You have some nerve asking about Auntie! You’re the one who had her sent away to the middle of nowhere, and now you have the audacity to come here looking for her? Get out! Our family wants nothing to do with you.”

The commotion from downstairs drew Violet’s attention, and she descended from the second floor.

Seeing Vincent standing in the hall, Violet quickly came down the rest of the stairs. She first scolded Clara with a stern expression. “Clara, that is no way to speak to anyone.” Then she turned to Nathan. “Nathan, please take Clara upstairs. I will speak with Mr. Stewart.”

Nathan had a notoriously short temper. If Vincent remained, the situation could easily escalate into a physical confrontation.

Violet had no intention of letting that happen. She addressed Vincent calmly. “Mr. Stewart, perhaps we should speak outside.”

Surprisingly, Vincent acquiesced to Violet’s suggestion. “Very well,” he replied.

Once they were outside the main hall, Violet said to him, “If you are looking for Scarlett, she is not here. You should leave.”

Vincent’s brow furrowed deeply. “Then where is she?”

Violet looked genuinely perplexed. “You don’t know where Scarlett is?”

Vincent let out a humorless, dry laugh. “Just because she exists somewhere doesn’t mean I am privy to her location.”

Realizing he wasn’t being facetious, Violet’s tone held a note of disbelief. “She is your wife. How is it possible you don’t know where she has gone?”

Vincent’s reply was blunt. “In her mind, I likely ceased being her husband a long time ago.”

Violet’s retort was sharp. “You are the one who shattered her heart. How can you stand there and say such a thing?”

Vincent’s eyes darkened as they fixed on Violet. “Arguing is pointless. I simply want to know her whereabouts.”

Violet was utterly confused by Vincent’s behavior. When Scarlett left, she had explicitly stated it was Vincent who had orchestrated her transfer out of Rivergate through the hospital administration.

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Yet, Vincent seemed genuinely unaware of Scarlett’s location, and his frustration appeared real. Despite this, his overall demeanor was so intense and aggressive that Violet doubted his intentions were benign.

She decided then and there to protect Scarlett’s privacy. “If you don’t know where she is,” Violet stated coolly, “how could we possibly know?”

Vincent’s sharp, penetrating gaze remained locked on Violet for an uncomfortably long time, a silent. attempt to intimidate her into revealing a crack in her composure.

But Violet remained perfectly calm, her face a mask of serene politeness, betraying not a single hint of panic or unease.

Vincent finally relented, but not without issuing a low, ominous warning. “You had better not be lying to me. The consequences would be… unpleasant for you.”

With that final threat hanging in the air, he turned and stormed off, the very air seeming to grow colder in

his wake.

After leaving Theron Manor, Vincent slid into the driver’s seat of his Rolls-Royce.

He rested his arm on the open window frame; the night breeze was still warm. He lit a cigarette, the flame flaring briefly in the dimness.

Smoke wreathed his head as he narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in their depths.

The memory of the video Daniel had shown him resurfaced vividly. Abruptly, he stubbed the half-finished cigarette out in the car’s ashtray with a sharp, frustrated motion.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Scarlett’s number again.

The line rang persistently, but no one answered.

Vincent’s patience, already worn thin, was rapidly disintegrating.

Suddenly, he remembered that Daniel had been the source of the incriminating video.

He ended the futile call to Scarlett and instead dialed Daniel’s number.

“Vincent, what’s up?” Daniel answered almost immediately, the thumping bass of loud music nearly drowning out his voice.

Vincent’s question was terse. “Where are you right now?”

After Daniel relayed an address, Vincent simply said, “Stay there. I’m on my way.”

It took Vincent roughly half an hour to reach the upscale club Daniel had named.

Harris was already there as well.

When the two men entered the private room, neither of their expressions could be described as cheerful.

Daniel stood up from the plush sofa to greet them. “Vincent. Harris.”

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Vincent’s gaze swept dismissively over the other people in the room. “Everyone else, out,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Daniel was slightly bewildered but didn’t question the order, assuming Vincent had serious business to discuss.

As the last of the hangers-on reached the door, Vincent added, “And close the door.”

His demeanor was deceptively calm-a stillness that felt more threatening than any outburst, putting Daniel distinctly on edge.

Once the door clicked shut, sealing them in, Vincent took a seat on the sofa next to Daniel.

Daniel sat back down, a nervous laugh escaping him. “You’re being very mysterious. What’s this all about?”

He looked from Vincent’s impassive face to Harris’ stony one. Both men were unusually grim, a stark departure from their normal demeanors.

Harris remained standing, positioning himself across the low table from Daniel. He got straight to the point, his voice cold. “Vincent has been searching for Scarlett all day and can’t find a trace of her. Do you know where she is?”

The moment the question left Harris’ lips, a visible wave of panic washed over Daniel. He leaned back, a guilty flush creeping up his neck. “I… I have no idea where she went,” he stammered.

Harris’ face was like carved stone. “It would be in your best interest if that were true.”

Daniel’s confusion was now mixed with apprehension. He looked up at Harris, his eyes wide. “What is going on? What is this about?”

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