LOGINGianna stared at the officer in total disbelief. What did he just say?She was waiting for him to crack a smile and tell her that he was joking but he did not. He stared at her seriously like what he had said was completely factual.Which it could not be.“Is she making me compensate for more than that?” Gianna reasoned that Scarlett was trying to get back at her. “I will only pay the value of the item. That is what will be required by law, right?”“Exactly,” the officer said and leaned back in his chair. “The value of the item is 9,999 dollars. Of course, that excludes tax and shipping fees but Miss Morrison did not insist on those.”"Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine dollars? How could a cosmetic product possibly cost that much?"The officer sighed, his fingers typing on his laptop. He turned his screen and on it was a picture of the bottle she had used last night on her body and Joshua’s before they started to kiss.Her gaze moved down to the bottom where the price was listed.
Lara’s fury could barely be contained by several of the neighbors. Two people at a time would try to hold her down but she would throw them off, returning to punching her husband and his lover.“The police are here,” someone said, trying to pull her away. “This is assault. You might go to jail.”Lara did not relent so someone else yelled. “Think about your daughters. If they take you away, who will care for them? Him?”That got Lara to stop. She walked out of the apartment, heading back upstairs just as the police arrived on the eighth floor by the elevator.“Who is Scarlett Morrison?” one of the officers asked and all eyes turned to me.I raised my hand and they approached me, leading me away from the other neighbors.“Can you explain to us what happened?” one of the officers asked while the rest of them started to ask the neighbors questions.“I was woken up a few minutes ago by the noise so I came out to check and found out that my package had gone missing from my doorstep. When I
There was already a crowd in front of Apartment 0801, so many people that Scarlett could not make her way to the apartment easily.Other neighbors who were arriving quickly asked the others to catch them up but everyone refused to speak on what was happening.“Go see for yourself,” the other neighbors would say before turning their heads away from the door, their faces scrunched in utter disgust.The ones who were soon arriving only needed to peek through the open doorway before quickly stepping back into the hallway with awkward expressionsTheir murmurs never rose beyond a whisper.In this kind of wealthy neighborhood, things like this were unheard of so they did not know how to handle it.As Scarlett stepped closer, the sounds from inside the room became clearer. She knew exactly what was happening.After all, she had planned every step of it but delighted even more in seeing her plans come to fruition so beautifully.There was the real chance that it would not work but Mrs. Berker
Very early the next morning, Scarlett was awoken with the news of a brand-new package being delivered.Intentionally, she decided not to go get it. If her instincts were right, it would not be long before the fish takes the bait.That day, Ryan had given her a day off from training. As much as she had protested, he insisted since she had been training everyday for hours on end.“The way you are going, you will burn out soon,” he said, looking at her with the most expression that she had seen him wear. “Rest.”Scarlett thought about it and eventually became grateful for her opportunity. In light of everything that had been happening, she had not been able to organize the pocket space.Besides the meals she had ordered from restaurants over the past few days, she had also stocked up on daily necessities from supermarkets. She had even bought bags of planting soil and vegetable seeds.At first, when she was getting some of these items, she felt crazy. How was she even sure that the plant
The lid that she had been trying to keep above her emotions instantly vanished.She would have never thought of herself as one who would result in scaring a child to get what she wanted but if that was what she needed to do to get the child off her back for next month, so be it.“Who taught you those words?” she replied, her voice tense but beneath it, there was a layer of pure fury.Nicholas was used to people screaming and kicking at him when he took their things but he had never met someone who looked at him with such quiet fury.As young as he was, he could sense the atmosphere. It felt dangerous.“My mom says that only boys can work and make good money to afford to live in places like this—”“And did you ever think about the fact that your mother was wrong?”Every dollar that Scarlett had ever owned had been earned by her salary. She paid for her house, her car and covered the daily expenses and more of five people for years.The money she spent now was fortune left over by her p
The footage was brought up on the big screen and the property manager zoomed in on the screen.It showed a young boy, around seven or eight years old, carrying a heavy bag filled with food packets.“That is my dinner,” Scarlett said, her head snapping to the property manager.The property manager did not look the slightest bit surprised. “You were talking about Nicholas. Or Nicky as most people call him. He is a repeat offender.”What the hell was that supposed to mean? He was a little kid. Where were his parents?“It is usual for us to get reports about Nicky every other day. He causes quite a bit of trouble in the complex and bothers the other residents so much that some have snapped and called the police on him. I called him a repeat offender because this would not be the first time that he was stealing deliveries.”What on Earth…“Why won’t the police get involved? He is stealing—”“Firstly, he is under sixteen. Secondly, he is stealing food, meals that are barely five to ten doll