She Approved the Split He Fell Apart Novel

047 The Iron Lady

Scarlett’s POV

Everyone can see that Ava lied at this point, and so could Olivia. And she chose to throw Ava under the bus, instead of herself-

Olivia was the one throwing insults at Lilith, and if she apologized, she would come off as the bully. But she insisted that she did it only to extend justice for her “best friend“, and now that friend who lied, is taking all the heat.

“I–I never showed you a dress! Olivia…” Ava shoots her head up at Olivia, her voice shivering with pain, “I’m sorry if you misunderstood anything, but I never said Lilith’s dress was a knockoff…”

“But you said-” Olivia spats back, only to freeze with a horrified look.

I shake my head slowly. Olivia is too naive. She doesn’t know. Ava is very good at lying, and she never leaves any loose strings when she lies. The most likely case is that Ava “indicated” to Olivia and others that she has the same dress as Lilith. Maybe a line or two about how Lilith is poor.

And that gave Olivia the impression that Lilith came in a knockoff, which is the best. type of victim they like to shame, just to feel superior, for fun.

Neither Olivia nor Ava is innocent in this. They are both vicious, just like each other. Except Ava is better at being a mean girl than Olivia.

“You bitch! You used me!” Olivia throws her manner to the back of her head, shouting as she swings her purse at Ava.

Sebastian catches her wrist before it is anywhere near Ava.

The show just got boring. I watch with cold eyes. Doesn’t Olivia know that Ava has a guardian angel?

“This is enough,” Sebastian warns with a low, calm statement, and fear crawls onto Olivia’s face. She was lost in the moment, and she forgot Ava’s guardian angel controls everyone who wants to make it in the show business. Well, half of them at least.

“I said daddy got me the exact same dress,” Ava “murmurs” from behind her hero, her voice loud enough for everyone, “it must be a similar dress…I’m really sorry about the mixup…”

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“My apology,” Sebastian turns to the stranger, “seems like it’s an unfortunate misunderstanding. Ava is my friend, so can you take my apology as on her behalf?”

The stranger tilts his head at Lilith with an indifferent look. Sebastian frowns. No one ever dared to take “the prince” of the city so lightly. But he is the one offering to apologize on Ava’s behalf. So he doesn’t protest at the rude indication, but turns to Lilith and apologizes.

Lilith gives him a nod, just as cold as the stranger.

The crowd starts to scatter, and the stranger bows lightly at Lilith, turning to leave,

too.

“Wait! May I know your name?” Lilith catches up to him, adding when she realizes something, “I mean, I just want to know how to get the dress back to you!”

The stranger chuckles: “You don’t. A good dress should have only one owner.

Aurora and I exchange a confused look, watching him leave. Wasn’t he the one who showed interest in knowing Lilith first?

Lilith sighs, looking at her dress with a bewildered look, more bothered by being stuck with the dress than his refusal to share his name.

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“Do you want to go home?” I ask Lilith. It’s enough an advantage of the true color of the “upper class“. Not a pretty one. Being rich doesn’t automatically make people good. They can be rich, AND a jerk. Like Olivia.

“I…” Lilith hesitates, still looking around as if trying to find that stranger.

“Scarlett,” Granny comes over at this moment, “when you have time, can I have a talk with you?”

Granny’s serious tone takes me aback.

The Iron Lady can be scary when she puts on a serious face. And Lilith feels the danger, too: “I’m okay with staying. You can go ahead. I have Aurora with me,” She quickly adds.

Granny nods at Lilith and leaves. I follow her with a throbbing heart.

She sounded serious, but I can’t imagine what for. She couldn’t be upset about me inviting Lilith, could she? A moment ago she looked approval of Lilith’s speech.

But she rarely talks to me with such sternness and a serious look. Not since she

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forgave my “blackmail” five years ago. Maybe just an ugly fuss like this upsets her, in general. I couldn’t imagine anyone being happy having such a show at their birthday party.

Granny walks up the staircase to the indoor platform overlooking the ballroom. Quiet place to talk, while not leaving the party without the host.

I follow up to her side. She doesn’t talk, and nor dare I. I look over where she is looking at, and I see Sebastian with Ava in a corner.

“Scarlett,” Granny finally speaks, “Did anything happen between you and Sebastian?”