"If Sylvia really did summon a Myanor cartel boss to do her dirty work, then we'll find a way to help the authorities wipe this scum off the map! Karma always comes to collect, and I believe that, in the end, the good guys always win!"
Scarlett had completely dropped her guard around Julian, openly sharing her deepest convictions.
She practically shouted the words, practically bursting with defiant energy. Her fists were clenched in the air, her stunning eyes blazing like a modern-day Joan of Arc—fearless, fierce, and awe-inspiring.
Julian watched her with profound admiration, reaching out to affectionately ruffle her hair.
"Do you know what I love most about you, Scarlett?"
She blinked, caught off guard. "What?"
"Your absolute resilience. You're like a wildflower that refuses to die. You never play the victim, and no matter what life throws at you, you never back down. You just charge forward... With that kind of courage, the universe has no choice but to reward you."
His voice was earnest, his eyes shining with sincerity.
Scarlett had never been praised so openly and directly. It made her a bit flustered.
"Am I... am I really that great?"
Deep down, she had always carried a quiet insecurity. Growing up, she had received so little validation or praise.
No one had ever looked at her the way Julian did—with such unwavering belief.
"Of course. Don't ever doubt yourself. You're extraordinary, just like your name—a fierce force of nature," he said with absolute certainty.
A warm, electric thrill spread through Scarlett's chest.
She looked at him, her eyes stinging slightly, but she playfully punched his shoulder to lighten the mood.
"Alright, I'll hold you to that."
"When I finally make it to the top—when I become an elite architect and a total girlboss CEO just like you—I'll make sure you get half the credit!"
Julian's smile deepened. "Deal. I'll be waiting to collect."
They shared a warm, lingering smile.
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