Chapter 167

Xavier had given Scarlett a warmth she had never experienced before. She wanted to repay him by curing him. But his stunning, almost otherworldly face kept appearing in her mind. Those deep, dark eyes, gazing at her so gently, seemed to hold a fatal kind of pull. It made it impossible to concentrate on her book. She covered her face with it and lay back on the bed, letting out a long sigh. "Pull yourself together, Scarlett! At most, you're just a distraction to him. What are you even daydreaming about?" she muttered to herself. Just then, her phone buzzed. She picked it up and saw a message from Stacy. "Scarlett, are you asleep?" "Not yet," Scarlett replied. "Sorry, Scarlett. The people at the detective agency still can't figure out who helped you. They're starting to think this person might be pretty influential—someone with real power. They even asked me to check if you secretly have some bigshot backing you or something." Scarlett smiled. "I already know who helped me." Stac