Chapter 47 The Revtion


    Scarlett''s POV:


    In my opinion, what Abner said was ridiculous. He was just an outsider and had no idea that


    Charles felt nothing but dissatisfaction towards me.


    Charles and I had been living together since childhood. I could tell that I was not his cup of tea. He


    loved Rita. He even married me for her sake.


    "When we got the marriage certificate and were about to finish the divorce formalities, Charles''s


    grandmother fainted all of a sudden. That was why we were unable to finalize the divorce. Once


    Grandma gets better, I''ll get the marriage certificate and go through the divorce formalities again," I


    exined.


    "I''ve told you that those reasons are just lousy excuses. If Charles wants to divorce you, he


    would''ve done that already. Do you think he''s a procrastinator?" Abner insisted.


    "Charles had always made fun of me since high school. He liked seeing me pathetic. You''re wrong.


    He doesn''t have feelings for me." I stood on my ground.


    I might have considered that if it was in the past. After all, Charles seemed reluctant to leave me.


    However, I was in the right mind now. Charles had always treated me as a ything. He would y


    with me whenever he was bored and then leave when he had gotten tired.


    Rita was the woman he loved. He respected her, took care of her, and most importantly, loved her.


    "I guess Charles was just stubborn and maybe a little bit chauvinistic. Now, even though the


    situation has reached the point of divorce, he''s still too proud to apologize. You know, men from rich


    families are more or less chauvinists. You can''t expect them to confess that they''ve fallen in love


    with someone," Abner stated confidently.


    I sighed. "Abner, Charles is with the woman he likes. They''re going to be engaged soon. I bet one


    hundred dors that they''ll be happy once I''m out of the picture." This argument would note to


    an end. After all, Abner and I were both steadfast and had enough evidence to prove our statement.


    Abner shook his head and smiled at me.


    "I bet one hundred dors that they''ll be on edge when they get married. The woman you''re talking


    about is Rita. She''ll cheat on Charles, possibly ckmail him, and torture him to death." He just


    made the serious subject humorous. No wonder he was popr with the youngdies in the


    company.


    Truth be told, I would pay to see Charles suffer.


    With a smile, I checked the time on my watch. I was going to miss breakfast if I did not start eating


    now. "Are we going to continue the subject? I haven''t had breakfast yet."


    "You can go in now. I''ll wait for you down there." With a bitter smile, Abner went downstairs.


    I opened the door to my apartment. But before I stepped inside, I turned around and looked at him.


    "Abner, you''re a good man. I think we''ll be good friends."


    "I can be your friend at the moment, but I''m not sure in the future. Scarlett, I tend to be stubborn


    when I like someone. Even if I know that it''s impossible to be with the woman I like, I still want to get


    close to her and be by her side." Abner looked me in the eye, and I could see his sincerity in his


    eyes.


    Charles was different from Abner. He always hid his emotions, so I never had the chance to


    understand him.


    After I changed my clothes and had breakfast with Abner, we finally went to the TV station.


    Rita''s POV:


    Since our quarrelst time, Charles had note to see me. He did not even return my calls. What


    was more, he would not respond whenever I asked him about our wedding. I could not help but


    panic. I could feel that he was changing his mind.


    This was all because of Scarlett.


    Why did she have toe back? Couldn''t she just finish the divorce formalities via e-mail?


    The more I thought about it, the angrier I felt. I could not just sit still and wait for death toe. I


    had to let Charles know that Scarlett was actually a whore.


    "You''ve been following Scarlett for a long time. Have you taken any useful photos of her?" I asked


    Richard, my bodyguard, unhappily.


    I had ordered him to follow Scarlett and dig up dirt on her.


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    Richard slowly zoomed in on a set of photos in the camera and showed them to me.


    In the photos, Scarlett and Abner were chatting happily at the door of the former''s apartment.


    Another photo showed them walking out of the building together. Not only that, but Richard also


    took a picture of them having breakfast at a restaurant. They looked like a sweet couple from afar.


    "Well done. Send these photos to the media today. Give them more money to exaggerate their


    rtionship. It would be better if they brought up the news that a rich man housed Scarlett some


    time ago," I ordered with a smug look on my face.


    Scarlett was not as good as she seemed. I could not understand why the Moores all liked her.


    That family hated ill-mannered people the most. And yet, Charles''s legal wife was flirting with all


    kinds of men. How could they me me for being easy but turn a blind eye on that bitch?


    "Why are you still here? I said, send these photos to the media now," I snapped. I had to make sure


    that the wedding would happen soon. The longer it was dyed, the more anxious I felt.


    "Honey, it''s not as easy as you think. Ever since Scarlett started working in the TV station, Charles


    hasmunication with major media outlets. Any rumors about her have to go through him before


    anyone else. If we expose it rashly, Charles will find out who did it," Richard said hesitantly.


    Charles was the one who hired Richard to be my bodyguard. As Richard worked for Charles before,


    he knew very well what his former boss was capable of.


    "What?! Why didn''t you tell me before?" I asked in horror.


    Now, Charles was paying more attention to Scarlett''s affairs. What happened? Had he found out


    something? No. It was impossible. Nobody knew about what I had done.


    "Send the photos to this paparazzo. I knew about him when I was still acting. He won''t give us away


    as long as you give him enough money." I then slid the paparazzo''s phone number to Richard. This


    was the perfect opportunity to deal with Scarlett. I couldn''t just let that bitch go easily.


    However, Richard still seemed hesitant. I could see in his eyes that he feared Charles.


    "What are you so afraid of? I''ve told you, Charles won''t find out about us. He only believes what he


    sees. For sure, he''ll be too disappointed to investigate." I wanted everyone to see Scarlett''s true


    colors. The more Charles thought that Scarlett was pure and innocent, the more I wanted to break


    his fantasy.


    "No, honey. You don''t know how smart Charles is. He may even find out our rtionship as well,"


    Richard whispered in my ear.


    I should not have slept with this imbecile.


    "I didn''t ask you to send this photo in person. Just hire someone else to do the job. Why do you


    think you should do it yourself?" I rolled my eyes at him. My patience was wearing thin. Richard was


    lucky that he was still of use to me. I would have kicked him out of my way if he was not.


    "By the way, since you''re afraid that Charles will find out about our rtionship, stop calling me


    honey in public. If someone overhears it, he''ll find out about us, and we''ll be dead meat," I warned


    through gritted teeth. I hoped this idiot would at least be a little smarter.


    "Fine. I''ll go now." Richard finally walked out of the ward with the pictures.


    Now, the only thing I had to do was to lie on the bed and wait for the news toe out. I would then


    call Charles as soon as it did.