Scarlett’s POV

It can’t be Lucas if we are going through the door instead of the window. It has to be me. Even if anyone sees me, it won’t be a crime.

“What took you so long?!” I hiss at him when he drags me to a dark corner. In his hand is an old bronze key of a weird shape. The gate of the villa uses a fingerprint lock, but Jack Fuller’s study still uses one of those old–school locks with a complicated physical key.

What’s he hiding in there?

“This kind of lock is very expensive, one lock with only one key, and the key can’t be duplicated,Seeing my confusion, Lucas explains, “And to answer your question, it’s because you gave me the wrong password for the phone.”

“What?! It’s not Ava’s birthday?!” I exclaim, “I swear I have seen him using that.”

Lucas has a weird look on

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hand, “I don’t plan on

my life. I was so nervous that I could barely keep my attention

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shoot him a weird look. Then

didn’t care, and not to tell you if you still care about him,” Lucas grins at me mischievously, “I don’t know what happened between you

say? Never again? Not after one minute and I’m breaking

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corner. I don’t want to 138 Scar’s Pilgrimage get him into trouble. Jack Fuller is not the most forgiving person, and to think he

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whole floor, several floor–to–ceiling bookshelves around the room. One of them is behind the huge desk in the middle. By that bookshelf is a painting

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