Chapter 445
She was so mad she bit down hard on his tongue, making him hiss in pain as he pulled back. Just then, the lights
flickered back on, leaving the room dark for less than ten seconds.
Rose turned to the maid next to her, "What happened?"
“Just a little electrical glitch, ma'am,” the maid replied.
Rose glanced up to see her son, Nick, lounging comfortably, one hand propping up his head, the other covering
his mouth.
"Nick, what's so funny?"
Scarlette tried to stay calm, but her heart skipped a beat when Rose turned her attention to Nicholas.
Nicholas raised an eyebrow, still covering his mouth. "Nothing much, just fed my sister a piece of orange."
Rose shifted her gaze to Scarlette again.
Scarlette knew Nicholas loved to stir up trouble. The Greenard family had spoiled him from day one, and even
she couldn't resist. He was the little prince, fearless and untouchable.
Rose picked up an orange. "These were just picked last night. If you like them, take swhen you go."
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Scarlette stood up. "Mom, I'm heading out for a week-long business trip. | should be back just in tfor
Christmas."
"Where are you going? You've been so busy with work and barely keep in touch. | know it's because of those
rumors..."
Scarlette quickly cut her off, "It's close by, just an hour's flight. I'm leaving in the morning. | should get srest
now."
Tradition dictated that she stay with the Greenard family on Rose's birthday.
She headed to her childhood room. Nothing had changed, but as she grew up, she realized that no matter how
well the Greenard family treated her, any involving Nicholas meant she, the adopted daughter, would be
the first to go.
In the Greenard family, Nicholas was everything.
She grabbed sclothes from the closet to take a bath, her mind drifting back to moments with Nicholas.
She was six years older than him. From the day he was born, she was both his sister and his caretaker, more
attentive than anyone.
After losing her parents, she stayed with relatives for a year, learning the harshness of the world. To stay in
someone else's home, she had to eat less, work more. Her aunt made her wash clothes by hand to save on
electricity. She cooked, cleaned, and when she joined the Greenard family, she was on edge for the first two
years.
A child under someone else's roof, she was heartbreakingly well-behaved, waking up at five every morning to
help the family's chef. When Rose found out, she insisted Scarlette sleep in and go to school, a kindness
Scarlette could never repay.
When Nicholas was born, one night she overheard a servant suggesting to Rose that she be sent away, and she
quickly understood her precarious situation.
She had to take care of this little brother, had to spoil him, to secure her place in the Greenard family.
She showed extrkindness, terrified of being sent back to her aunt or to an orphanage.
Once, a servant nearly spilled hot water on a one-year-old Nicholas. Scarlette shielded him, getting burns that
left blisters and a ten-centimeter scar that remains to this day.
Rose rushed downstairs, clutching Nicholas and crying. She saw the whole thing and was visibly shaken.
Because of this, Scarlette's place in the family was secured, but she always knew Nicholas was the priority, and
she had to keep indulging him.
Sometimes, she envied Nicholas' carefree childhood, born with a silver spoon, never understanding why she
studied late into the night.
Scarlette rubbed her temples, feeling more pained the more she thought about it. Although she initially cared for
Nicholas with mixed motives, her feelings had becgenuine over time.
As she pondered, she started to feel sleepy, and then she heard the handle of her bedroom door being turned.
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