Chapter 113 Illegal

Chapter 113 Illegal
Scarlett’s POV.

Days went by in a blur and Wednesday came like Tuesday never separated Monday and today.

The office was less hectic because there was still no jobs to handle. Just a little work some departments knew they wouldn't be able to get through without our help.

It was evening and I was getting dressed for the party Mr. Walter was holding.

We hadn't talked much about this party but I knew it was going to be a lit one. I was also curious about what the party was all about for Christian and Ethan to have an argument about it.

A knock came on my door and I went to get it without even asking who was there. I knew who it was, because I had called Odessa to come over to my room.

“Do you need me to help you with anything, ma'am?” She asked.

I walked back to the dressing table and she walked after me.

Then I turned my back to her. “I can't seem to handle this corset alone”

“Please help me get it done,” I added.

“Of course, ma'am,” she said.

She stayed at my back and tightened the corset.

“I'm done ma’am” she said a few minutes later and I thanked her.

“Would you like me to add some makeup to your face?” She asked.

I nodded as the idea wasn't bad.

She made me sit down on the chair, staring into the mirror in front of the dressing table.

Minutes later, she was done with making my face up too. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and a smile crept up my face.

I don't look like Barbie and I liked how little the makeup is. It was simple yet sophisticated.

Odessa left after I thanked her again but soon, a knock came on the door.

“Who's it?” My voice rang out through the room and when the reply came, I realised it’s Odessa.

“The boss is waiting. He said to be downstairs in five minutes” she relayed.

Five minutes was too much. I was already done. I picked my handbag and slid the silhouettes on before I walked out of the door.

I picked my steps gently on the stairs. “Where's he?” I asked Odessa when I got downstairs and couldn't find Christian anywhere.

“He's outside, ma'am.” She replied. “He left for the parking lot”

“Have lots of fun,” Odessa added.

I turned to her and flashed her a wide smile. “Thank you”

I walked elegantly to the parking lot where a white Ferrari had been parked separately to be used for the ride.

Christian was standing beside the car and when he saw me approach, he opened the car door.

Again, he did what he did on the night of the dinner my parents hosted. He complimented me.

This time, he was standing so close and that sent shivers down my spine as his breath tickled my skin.

“You look so gorgeous, Scarlett,” he whispered.

I lifted my gaze to look at him and our faces were so close.

I blinked and took my gaze away but my whole cheeks were flushing, definitely turning goddamn red at the moment.

Damn, I was blushing!

“Thank you” I muttered without looking at his face.

I slid into the car and he gently closed the door beside me.

He got in from the other side of the car and the driver drove off.

While the car drove into the highway, silence reigned for a while before Christian decided to break the silence.

“The party isn't just for anyone, Scarl,” he said. “Only people who gets invited gets to enter”

Of course, it's normal. There should be invitations for parties.

“A lot of things will shock you,” he continued. “But you should never intervene”

My forehead creased. What was he talking about? What sort of party is it?

I didn't ask questions or affirm that I was going to obey his words but he knew I was listening to him.

He kept giving rules about the party until the car stopped in the parking lot of a big tall building.

The car were all made of luxury and I could tell everyone inside the party venue was so fucking rich.

“And stay close to me always” Christian said and that looked like the last rule he had to give.

We walked in together side by side and I stayed close to him like he wanted.

Enforcers filled the space as they asked for invitations and Christian showed them ours.

We were allowed to walk in, with one of the enforcers directing us.

It looked like an underground party but I said nothing and didn't ask Christian anything.

When the Enforcer got to a door, he stood by the side and Christian twisted the doorknob without hesitation.

Loud music boomed out like a caged bird that finally found freedom.

I blinked seeing how the party was filled with people, mostly girls who danced like they were in a fucking club.

I thought this was an elite party? I thought they'd be holding champagne flutes and walking elegantly while observing the room.

But what I saw was more of a club than a party.

My gaze kept moving everywhere as we walked.

Christian noticed that I was observing the room and he held my hand, getting me startled.

“It's easy to get lost here,” he said calmly. “So stay like this”

I could barely hear him because of the music but because I read his lips, I understood.

We walked deeper into the room and I found the host of the party, Mr. Walter.

He was sitting among some old men of his calibre but what they did made my eyes blink.

Everyone except him was snuffing stuff from the table and smiling as they lifted their gazes to look into the sky.

My eyes moved around the room again and my vision blurred.

Everything….. every damn thing they did in this room was illegal.

This wasn't just a party, it was some dark illegal gathering.