Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
“It’s my villa. You look terrible right now. Do you really think that leaving you in a crowded place won’t cause any misunderstandings?” Mick said.
Nancy lowered her head, fidgeting with her clothes anxiously.
Looking at her current state, it was indeed quite messy. She was soaked and her eyes were swollen from crying.
If Mick’s luxury car really drove to the bustling city and let her out, her appearance would be enough to cause others to speculate.
“I’m sorry…I didn’t expect this,” Nancy said softly. “And thank you for saving me today.”
Otherwise, she might have really been hit by a car.
“Did something happen to you?” Mick asked.
Usually, he rarely showed any curiosity about other people’s affairs, but at this moment, he couldn’t help but ask.
After all, in his impression, Nancy should be strong. Even after being slapped twice, she still looked calm, as if those two slaps and her so-called sister’s harsh words were nothing.
So what exactly happened that made her walk in the middle of the road in such a distraught state, even crying in his arms?
“Just something…unfortunate,” Nancy said nasally.
“Did you break up with someone?” Mick asked.
“No,” she had never even been in a relationship, let alone a breakup.
Besides, if it was just a breakup, that would be fine. At least her mother was still alive.
“My mother passed away,” she said softly. “I just buried her today.”
Mick was stunned, and the car fell silent.
Mick was taken aback to learn that the woman in front of him had just experienced the pain of losing a loved one.
For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
He just looked at her sitting next to him, her slender body looking so fragile, and because she was looking down, he could see her delicate white neck.
Looking so fragile, as if someone could easily twist her neck with a gentle squeeze.
The fragility emanating from her entire being made people unconsciously feel pity for her.
Pity?
When this word flashed through Mick’s mind, he immediately mocked himself.
Was there a time when he felt pity for someone with whom he had no blood relation?
Was it because of the scene where she was slapped before, which left a deep impression on him?
The car arrived at Mick’s villa, and Nancy got out of the car with him.
Mick asked the servant to take Nancy to bathe and prepare clean clothes for her.
As Nancy immersed herself in the warm water, she finally began to calm down.
She never expected to be brought to Mick’s villa, let alone take a bath here.
Mick was someone Clarissa couldn’t get close to, but today, Nancy was so close to him, even crying in his arms.
Nancy raised her hands and looked at them, the same hands that had held Mick tightly not long ago.
What’s even more unbelievable is that Mick didn’t push her
At this thought, an idea suddenly came to Nancy’s mind!
If there was anyone by her side who could deal with the Schultz family, then Mick was undoubtedly one of them.
If…if Mick could help her get justice for her mother…but then she secretly mocked herself.
Who was she anyway?
She had only met Mick three times in total. Would Mick really deal with the Schultz family for her?
A proud son of heaven like Mick would only see her as an ugly duckling in front of him.
After taking a shower, Nancy changed into the clothes prepared by Mick’s servant and followed the servant to the villa’s living room.
Mick was sitting on the sofa, wearing a new outfit and holding a book on his lap. His slender fingers were flipping through the pages, his eyelids drooping, and his long black eyelashes cast a shallow shadow like a fan.
Mick, like a painting, gave people endless imagination.
After Nancy approached, she hesitated and said, “Mr. Reed, thank you. I will wash this outfit and return it to you later.”
This outfit was expensive. Even though she didn’t usually wear many luxury brands, Clarissa liked all kinds of luxury brands, so thanks to Clarissa, she knew quite a few of them.
And the outfit she was wearing was a top luxury brand.
“You don’t have to return it to me,” Mick finally looked up at Nancy and said calmly.
“But…”
“Then who else would wear this outfit after you return it to me?” Mick asked in response.
Nancy was speechless.
“If you don’t want to go home tonight, you can stay here for the night. I’ll have the guest room prepared,” Mick said.
Nancy looked at him in surprise.
There are many rumors about the Reed family’s young master, Mick, in Emerald City.
Especially Clarissa, who secretly admires Mick.
When she lived with the Schultz family, she heard a lot about
Mick from Clarissa.
They said that Mick was always uninterested in people outside of his family.
Compared to his brother Mason, Mick seemed more gentle, but his “coldness” was inherent in his character.
He never showed mercy to strangers.
He could even treat people like toys.
Many people know that when Mick was young and living with his father, he wanted a sister because he had no siblings.
So the Reed family adopted a girl.
That little girl was like Cinderella in Emerald City, and countless girls envied her.
However, when Mick’s real sister, Jasper, the girl adopted by the Reed family, appeared, she disappeared shortly after.
No one knows where that girl is now, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that she was abandoned by the Reed family.
After the true princess appeared, who would still need a fake princess?
Clarissa once said, “These rich people just treat poor people as toys for their own amusement, but some poor people can’t see through it themselves!”
Toys for amusement?
Then what about Mother, who spent so many years with the Schultz family, but after her death, was disowned by them? Not a single person from the Schultz family attended her funeral, and they didn’t even inquire about her death.
Was Mother also treated as a toy for amusement?
And what about Mick? What is he treating her as now?
Thinking of this, Nancy spoke up, “Mr. Reed, forgive me for being presumptuous, but I don’t understand why you’re so good to me.”
At least in her understanding, Mick was not a sympathetic person.
Mick stared at Nancy, but he didn’t understand it himself.
“Do you think I’m being good to you?” he asked in return.
“For me, yes,” she said. “Today you saved me in the rain, brought me here, helped me prepare clothes, and even offered to let me stay for the night.”
“Then just consider it me occasionally showing some kindness,” Mick said indifferently.
At this moment, there was a faint feeling emanating from him that kept people at a distance, as if there was an insurmountable barrier between them.
Nancy forced a bitter smile and said, “Thank you, Mr. Reed.”
Perhaps in his eyes, she was nothing more than a toy.
She was just helped out of kindness, but she was delusional about some impossible things.
After a moment, Mick instructed the servant to take Nancy to the guest room.
The clean, tidy, and understated luxury of the guest room was much better than the house she lived in.
It was even better than Clarissa Schultz’s bedroom in the Schultz family.
This once again showed Nancy the wealth and power of the Reed family.
Just one guest room in Mick’s villa was more luxurious than the carefully crafted bedroom of Clarissa.
The wood and lighting fixtures used were all top-of-the-line.
Nancy lay down on the soft bed and felt extremely exhausted.
Before long, she fell into a deep sleep.
But in her dreams, the scene of her mother falling from the building appeared again, as well as the image of her mother dying in bed.
Her eyes were open.
Is this what they mean by “dying with one’s eyes open”?
“Nancy… my daughter… Nancy…”