Chapter 138 Scar’s Pilgrimage

Scarlett’s POV It can’t be Lucas if we are going through the door instead of the window. It has to be me. Even if anyone sees me, it won’t be a crime.

“What took you so long?!” I hiss at him when he drags me to a dark corner. In his hand is an old bronze key of a weird shape.

The gate of the villa uses a fingerprint lock, but Jack Fuller’s study still uses one of those old–school locks with a complicated physical key.

What’s he hiding in there?

“This kind of lock is very expensive, one lock with only one key, and the key can’t be duplicated,” Seeing my confusion, Lucas explains, “And to answer your question, it’s because you gave me the wrong password for the phone.”

“What?! It’s not Ava’s birthday?!” I exclaim, “I swear I have seen him using that.”

“Well, maybe it was, but now it isn’t,” Lucas has a weird look on his face, “do you want to know what it is?”

“It’s okay,” I wave my hand, “I don’t plan on stealing his phone all the time!”

I have never stolen anything in my life. I was so nervous that I could barely keep my attention on whatever “conversation” we had. Never again!

“It’s YOUR birthday,” Lucas continues, looking at me calmly.

I shoot him a weird look. Then why ask at all?!

“Adrian told me to tell you if you said you didn’t care, and not to tell you if you still care about him,” Lucas grins at me mischievously, “I don’t know what happened between you two but...pity for him.”

“...thanks?” I frown, gripping the key and the necklace case tight in my hand. What did I say? Never again? Not after one minute and I’m breaking and entering again! I’m not built to be a criminal...

“Relax. I texted your sister to meet in five minutes by the lake. Even if she returns right after she gets there, it is 15 minutes for you,” Lucas glances around with a resigned look, “But I can do it if you are having trouble-”

“It’s okay, I can do it,” I take a deep breath and come out of the corner. I don’t want to 138 Scar’s Pilgrimage get him into trouble.

Jack Fuller is not the most forgiving person, and to think he put the highest security in his safe and study, it can only be me. The worst–case scenario, it’s a showdown between us.

The entering part was actually easy.

His study is huge with a complicated layout. A thick carpet with ancient patterns covers the whole floor, several floor–to–ceiling bookshelves around the room. One of them is behind the huge desk in the middle. By that bookshelf is a painting hanging on the wall.

Behind it is the safe.

I have been to his study countless times, but only a handful without Jack Fuller in it, and never before at night. I’m only returning something, yet I feel like Jack Fuller will brage in at any moment and arrest me...

He might not be a monster, but he didn’t leave a father’s image in my head either.

The password Ava set for the safe is a string of random characters. Putting them in, I finally hear what Lucas said to me earlier.

Adrian doesn’t want me to make the same mistake, but I don’t know if I’m feeling anything about it. I was too nervous to think, but what does a password mean? It’s not like Sebastian knew I would steal his phone, so it wasn’t for me. I doubt anyone besides Ava could have access to his phone, so maybe using my birthday is like, using the one password that Ava can’t guess?

I don’t want to think in the direction that I shouldn’t be thinking. Leaving him was the right choice to do. I don’t want to go back. I can’t go back.

At most, I’ll let him in on the baby thing — if he can prove he wouldn’t put Ava over the baby’s safety.

Having a baby is a completely new, strange feeling. It’s both the furthest and closest distance two people can be. I don’t know him yet, but I feel like no one in the world matters to me more than him. Not even his father who gave me him. I thought I cared about the baby because I cared about Sebastian. But no. I care about him because of him, and even before he is born, I already know there is nothing in the world I wouldn’t do for him.

My pilgrimage to Jack Fuller’s safe took only 3 minutes. Now I’m here, in front of the safe that has kept the only trace of my mom’s connection with me for years, I touch the dent my Mom’s necklace left in the case, wondering if my Mom felt the same about me when she- 138 Scar’s Pigrenage Hasty steps approach, and then someone turns the doorknob frantically-

“Scarlett?! I know you are in there!”

It’s Ava!