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.”

it isn’t,” Lucas has a weird look on

to know

my hand, “I don’t plan on stealing his phone all the

anything in my life. I was so nervous that I could barely keep my attention on whatever “conversation” we

YOUR birthday,” Lucas continues,

look.

told me to tell you if you said you 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

case tight in my hand. What did I say? Never again? Not after one minute and I’m breaking

after she gets there, it is 15 minutes for you,” Lucas glances around with

get him into trouble.

it’s a

part was actually

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 hanging on

is

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