NovelEnglish149 Dirty Little Fights Scarlett's POV
Lilith needs money.
She never shows that part of her life to us. She is the kind of person who would take a student loan and three
part-tjobs and never mention it to us. But she paid up that loan already and she just got a decent job. What
could make her cfor money like this? "What's the plan?" Lucas asks, his eyes on the fight, "I understand
your worry, but your friend has the upper hand."
"She just took a punch!" | hiss at him.
"Well, it's still a fight," Lucas rolls his eyes, his tone admiring: "She's tough though. She would rather take a
harder blow with her body rather than one on her face. To hide her secret, | assume?"
I lower my eyes, can't look at the fight anymore.
| don't know what to do. | have always respected her decision on this matter, but if she is taking such a risk for
money, is it still okay to not intervene? But even if | wanted to help, | don't know if | could, or if she would even
take it. Telling her that | know about this might end up only hurting her.
"Let's find those two first," | turn around, mainly just to escape from the ring, "I want to know what they are here
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And | want to know what Oliver Scott meant by Lilith being Damian Vanderbilt's "pet".
Locating them didn't take too much time, making our way to them through the crowd did. They sat on the
highest seat, close the range. Their fancy, spotless suits made them stand out from the crazy crowd around
them. Lucas and | sneak below their seat, even so, it's hard to make out what they are saying.
"Did you know about this?" Oliver Scott's voice sounds taunting, "You pay your woman so poorly that they have
to do side jobs like this?"
Damian Vanderbilt replies something, but it's drowning in a wave of cheering from the crowd.
"You are not going to help?" Oliver Scott exclaims in surprise, "I thought this one was special." This one. How
many others are there?
Damian Vanderbilt does not reply. I look up, but it's hard to see anything from under the seats. | exchange an
angry look with Lucas, but he shakes his head and hintsto listen on.
"I can give her smoney on your behalf," Oliver Scott suggests in a joking tone, "She gets money AND you
can see if | becspecial to her, too."
"Hands off," This t| hear Damian Vanderbilt's answer, his voice cold and impatient, "She is MINE." His voice is
calm, but that doesn't reduce the scary power of warning.
Oliver Scott laughs, nudging Damian Vanderbilt with his shoulder in a taunting tone: "You are on the edge
of being TOO possessive. Do you think | would help if she's not YOU
"Enough about this," Concluding, Damian Vanderbilt stands up, buttoning his suits in a cold voice, "I actually do
have something you can help with."
"Shoot," Oliver Scott remains sitting, smirking. The laugh in his voice is obvious, "But | don't want to miss YOUR
little pet's brilliant fight."
Damian Vanderbilt turns around, apparently giving him a glare.
"What?!" Oliver Scott is not intimidated, "You can chaseout, but can you call off this whole crowd? | might as
well enjoy a show that you don't see every day."
Both of them are jerks. | frown. | have heard enough. Lilith doesn't deserve to be treated as a "pet", and even if
she's willing, he is not being a proper sugar daddy! Isn't giving her money his full job?!
| push Lucas and he nods, making way for me. But then, Damian Vanderbilt's words stop me-
"| found my mom's necklace,"
| freeze, shooting my head up at Lucas. At the stime, Oliver Scott jumps up too, his huge move makes Lucas
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"You are kidding!" Oliver Scott exclaims, but his tone is serious this time, "Are you sure?"
"100%. That necklace is one of a kind,"
Could it be? On the night | found my Mom's necklace, he mentioned one that's rare and meaningful to him but
not the sone? They have to be the sone...right? "Where did you find it?" Oliver Scott asks.
"That's where you cin," Damian Vanderbilt leads their way down, and | have to squat and follow their steps,
"Ava Fuller was wearing it tonight. And | need to know everything about her before Dad finds out about this."
"Uh ohhhh," Oliver Scott laughs behind Damian Vanderbilt, "Dirty little fights between heirs of the rich? Am I in
danger just by hearing about this?"
"Moron," Damian Vanderbilt grunts, "I'm serious. | don't want Dad to hear about any of this, do you
understand?!"
Oliver Scott answers yes, but that is the most | can hear before they disappear into the crowd.
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I hide under the little dark corner under the stairs, lost,
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