Chapter 311 Venting Anger!
Scarlett immediately went to the basement to meet Seven, who was waiting for her in the car parked at their usual spot. A curious look radiated from Seven's eyes as she sat beside him.
"W-What? W-Why, why are you looking at me like that?" Scarlett asked, confused by Seven's intense gaze. After a few seconds passed by, she didn't hear him say anything. "Should we go now? Hurry! It's almost midnight," she said impatiently.
Seven didn't answer right away. Instead, he shook his head and slowly started the car engine. "Damn it, Three! Why did you take 20 minutes to come down? How could you make me wait for you in this place!?"
Scarlett swallowed nervously. If only she hadn't awakened Xander's lust with her passionate kisses, they might have reached the underground basecamp by now. But she ended up making love with her husband and making Seven wait for her.
'Gosh!' Scarlett is feeling a mix of guilt.
She pretended to close her eyes, hoping to avoid any conversation with Seven. However, her silence didn't deter him.
"Tsk, tsk..." Seven chuckled as he noticed Scarlett pretending to be asleep. "I don't mind you having fun before we leave, but at least tidy up your makeup and clothes!"
Scarlett gasped, quickly sitting up straight. She frantically checked her attire and was taken aback to find herself wearing only thin white long johns, with her black bra clearly visible in a single glance.
'Fuck!! Why did I forget to put on my turtleneck?' Scarlett cursed herself inwardly, glancing down at her feet. She wasn't even wearing her black stockings. No wonder she had felt so cold while walking to the car.
Tightening her coat to conceal her revealing bra, Scarlett took a deep breath. She examined her face and was utterly shocked to see her messy lipstick.
Another long sigh escaped her lips as she attempted to fix her makeup. Previously, when she had rushed to meet Seven, she had only made sure that her wig was on properly and forgot to check her overall appearance. Gosh!
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The car sped through the busy streets. Even though it was late at night, they still met traffic. Both Seven and Scarlett fell silent, as Seven needed to concentrate on finding an empty road to avoid traffic jams.
Scarlett, on the other hand, tried to channel her excitement as she anticipated venting her anger on the crazy Theodor. Because of him, she had to live life like a criminal for the past year.
Her frustration grew when she remembered all this time she had to hide her true form just to leave the house. If only Theodor had never caught sight of her face, she wouldn't have faced the trouble of disguising herself.
It was all because of that crazy man, Theodor. His relentless pursuit had forced her into a life of constant secrecy, constantly hiding her true identity whenever she stepped out of her home or entered a public space. The thought of the difficulties she had to endure, particularly when it came to meeting her own family, made her want to punch him in the face!
'Theodor, you wait. I will vent my anger before we speak!!' Scarlett vowed silently. She didn't care that Theodor was Xander's best friend.
Not long after, Scarlett looked at the familiar building in the distance. It was the same building where they had attended Rex's birthday party just a few hours ago. However, their car bypassed the main entrance this time and headed towards the back, entering a particular parking lot reserved for exclusive vehicles.
The sleek black car smoothly glided into the parking area without any inspection. Each vehicle driven by the Fox was equipped with a unique chip that granted access to all their facilities throughout the country.
Once Seven parked the car, they approached a discreet gray metal door in the corner. Just as they approached the door, it creaked open as if someone had been anticipating their arrival and opened the door for them.
The room they entered resembled an air conditioning control engine room. They walk through the massive machines that filled the space, creating a cacophony of noise. Eventually, they reached the hidden end of the room, where a black door awaited them.
Seven opened the door, and Scarlett followed him into a small, empty room. There was no furniture in the room, just an elevator in the corner and a security code panel on the wall.
After Seven entered the passcode and completed the required fingerprint and retina scans, the elevator doors opened slowly. The elevator descended swiftly, and it took several minutes before it finally came to a stop.
When the elevator doors opened, a flood of bright light welcomed them, despite being hundreds of meters underground. The underground facility has a very modern lighting design and minimalist furniture.
As she exited the elevator, Scarlett's gaze met Rex, who stood in the long white corridor, leaning against the wall. He still wears his black suit, complete with shiny brown leather shoes, but his previously neat hair now appeared disheveled.
"Why did you two just arrive now, Seven?" Rex inquired, his eyes shifting between Scarlett and Seven.
"It's not my fault!" Seven shook his head, trailing behind Rex and Scarlett. "You asked Three," he added, implying that Rex should seek an explanation from Scarlett.
Suddenly, Rex halted in his tracks and turned to face Scarlett.
"Did Xander cause trouble in granting permission?" Rex's voice held a hint of displeasure.
Scarlett swallowed, hesitant to answer Rex's question. How could she say that she had sex with Xander before coming here? This man might be fuming again.
"I'll change my clothes first!" Scarlett said and quickly made her way to her room — At each of The Fox's basecamps, as core members, they possessed private rooms akin to hotel suites.
Perplexed by Scarlett's hurried departure, Rex turned to Seven, seeking an explanation. "What's wrong with her?" he questioned, his brows furrowing in curiosity.
"Can you not ask me? You should ask her..." Seven replied, gesturing toward the direction Scarlett had taken. He briskly followed her, leaving Rex behind.
Scratching his head, Rex walked towards Scarlett's room, waiting outside with a mix of concern and intrigue. He knew she was hiding something from him.