Chapter 137 Wealthy Side Of Things

• The brisk winter air stung my cheeks as I arrived at cafe. Determination coursed through my veins like a steady heartbeat. I needed answers, and I knew Scarlett was the one who could provide them.
• Scarlett and I had arranged to meet in a quiet, out-of-the-way cafe where we could talk privately. As I waited for her to arrive, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Scarlett was no stranger to the Hayes family, and her knowledge ran deep.
• When Scarlett finally walked through the cafe door, she looked as regal and composed as ever. Her long, auburn hair cascaded down her back, and her emerald-green eyes held a glint of curiosity as she approached our table. We exchanged a polite greeting, but it was clear that tension simmered beneath the surface.