Chapter
Forty-One
ACE
W hen Maxwell and I arrived at the house in Pleasant Hills, I immediately texted Bass ordering him to get Jade out here, no matter what he had to do. If I was going to get through to Scarlett, to get her to listen, I needed her sister's help. There is no one else Scarlett would drop this bullshit act for. Jade Wolfe was my secret weapon.
Of course Bass had no problem following my order. Something’s happened between those two, and if anyone has the slightest chance of getting Jade to do anything, it’s him. Right now I need all the help I can get. If anyone can break through to Scarlett, it’s going to be her sister.
“Fuck you, Sebastian. God, I fucking hate you. Ugh!” Jade shouts, as she stomps through the front door of the house. Her blonde ponytail is swinging fiercely with every flaunting step she takes. As usual, she wears jeans, and a cropped shirt, giving us an eyeful of her toned body and navel piercing Bass can’t seem to keep his hands off of. “I told you I won’t be fucking you again. Ever.” She jumps back startled, bringing her hand to her mouth as she realizes she’s not alone in the room with Bass.
“It’s good to hear you won’t fuck him again, Wolfe,” I say jokingly, but apparently her sense of humor is lacking today. I look at Sebastian who stands behind her, a deep scowl on his face at my comment. I guess everyone’s lacking. “Wow, tough crowd today. Well, Wolfe, I can’t speak for Sebastian on whether he wants to fuck you, again, but I was the one who asked him to bring you here,” I add motioning for her to come in and take a seat beside me.
“And why the fuck would you do that?” she sneers, crossing her arms over her chest like a brat, ignoring my request. I shake my head realizing this is probably going to be a lot harder than I thought, when Maxwell appears from the dining room.
“Because we need all the help we can get,” he says, walking further into the room.
She gapes up at him, confusion and anger clouding her green eyes. “And who the fuck are you? Wait, no, let me guess, another old fucker who wants in my sister’s pants.” Her voice is deep and filled with rage. Fuck, this woman is fucking difficult.
“God, no,” Maxwell mutters, looking terribly baffled and disgusted by Jade’s insinuation. Now that I know the connection between Scarlett and Maxwell, I can notice the small resemblances they share. Although Maxwell’s hair is like four shades lighter than hers, the shape of their eyes is almost identical, and Scarlett’s physical similarity to her mother may be obvious, but I can’t help but see more of her in his gaze.
“This is Maxwell Smoak,” I say, jumping in and saving Maxwell from the terror of Jade’s wrath. “He’s Scarlett’s father.”
Shock consumes her as she blankly stares between the three of us not knowing what to say or who to turn to. “Wow, cat got your tongue now, Little Wolf,” Bass jokes, draping an arm around her shoulder. “Never thought I’d see the day. ”
Scarlett and I have always been an uneven pair in height. Her five-foot-four figure, minuscule compared to my six-foot-two stature. Though Bass looks like a fucking beast standing beside Jade. His whopping six-foot-five, broad shoulders, and muscular physique towers over her five-foot-five slim and toned frame. Not only is he taller than everyone we know, but the girls he’s dated have always been so much smaller than him. I mean he was with Kinsley and she’s like fucking Tinker Bell.
Jade drags her feet over to the couch beside me, where I had previously asked her to join me, dropping onto it with a loud thud. Her face remains impassive and I’m unable to read what she’s thinking. It drives me fucking crazy.
“I’m assuming I’ll need to sit down for what comes next.”
For the next three hours, Maxwell and I catch Bass and Jade up with everything that’s happened since the night of Scarlett’s conception to the night of the cabin explosion when Scarlett broke things off between us. Apparently Bass had already mentioned to Jade that Scarlett had ended things between us after what happened at the cabin, and she’d gone over and gotten into a heated argument with her when she found out it was because she was going to work for my uncle.
I don’t know why Bass felt the need to discuss all of that with Jade, when it was only hours before that I’d told him, but I guess that’s a conversation for another day. I kept out what happened the night of my uncle’s dinner party and the fate of her father Chandler. I know Scarlett would hate to have Jade find out this way, and although I now know Scarlett has also discovered it was her stepbrother Roman, Jade’s biological brother, who killed their own father, she’ll soon have to tell her herself. At least now she knows it wasn’t me.
It wasn’t until the night of Chaz’s death that I found out Roman’s connection to Scarlett. I always thought he was just another one of my uncle’s loyal minions, but then I came to find he’s actually been working for Marchesi this whole time. This is all just too fucking twisted.
“So Macallan, Marchesi, whatever the fuck his name is now, wants revenge on Wesley for his sister’s death.” We all nod but Jade still doesn’t seem convinced we’re telling the truth. “Okay, but why? Why does he need Scarlett to act like she’s on Wesley’s side?”
“Because my uncle is blinded by his obsession with her. He told Scarlett that she reminds him of Gianna, and Wesley was in love with Gianna. So in some weird, twisted, and fucked up way, he’s replacing Gianna with Scarlett.” Her eyes widen at my words, glimpses of fear taking over her earlier anger as she looks between the three of us.
“Then we need to get her the fuck out of there,” she says, standing up and walking toward me. The look in her eyes is lethal. “You need to get her the fuck out of there, Horseman.”
I nod in agreement, stepping forward and closing the space between us, and to my surprise she doesn’t even flinch. “And I will, we will, but first we need her to do what Marchesi asks of her. He wants to bring Wesley down so he must have a plan. Once we find out what that is, we can use it to destroy them both.”
“And how will we do that?” she asks, not sounding so convinced.
“I have someone on the inside,” I say looking at Bass and I know he knows exactly who I am talking about.