She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 133

133 My Own Justice

Scarlett’s POV

3 don’t know if it belongs to your mom yet, but that necklace definitely has a story behind it,” Lucas smirks with confidence. “The chain has some rust on it. By the smell left in the case? I’d say…”

I hold my breath, and he purses his lips, looking at me with a teasing smirk. I feel an anxiety rush when I realize he is taunting me, “What–71*

“Blood,” He blurts calmly, cutting my outburst out, and giving me another anxiety rush yet again.

“What?!” I shrill

door and leading me away from it and closer

there be blood on there? Do drug users spill blood when they are dying?” I can’t sort out a million questions in my mind, “And also, why would a junkie have such a nice necklace? And why would Jack

eyes and rubbing his hair, like a disappointed teacher. Finally, he takes a deep breath, speaking slowly and clearly as he looks into my eyes: “Seriously, detective work? Not

Duh?!

I grab my hair in frustration. I’m not a detective to begin with! Besides, my brain is completely shut down at the shocking fact that I JUST saw the belongings of my Mom passing me — on Ava’s neck, ugh — but! Passing me! I was so close

Lucas snaps his finger and catches my wondering mind, “Jack Fuller is lying through and through? Your Mom wasn’t a junkie, she might have died but certainly not of overdose, and from the quality of that necklace? She was not poor.

course he lied. I can’t close my shocked jaw, but the facts begin to string up in

guards his study tighter than a prison – he doesn’t want me to look for my family because if Mom was not a poor, overdosed junkie, but someone

what happened to my Mom? Did Jack Fuller kill her? If he did, then why take the necklace home? If not, then why was he so conveniently there to take me at the one moment when my Mom couldn’t protect me? And

want me

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