Chapter 130 The True Heiress

• "Oh!” I pressed my lips int a flat line, preparing myself for the disgusted reaction. However, she looked more intrigued than anything. “How can I help you, Miss Fitzgerald?"
• Scarlett extended a well-manicured hand toward me, and I hesitantly shook it. Her grip was firm, her palm cool against mine.
• "Please, call me Scarlett," she insisted, her tone warm and inviting. "I hope I'm not intruding, but I've heard some things about you, and I was hoping we could talk."