504 Searching Rosalie Withers (3)
"Scarlett, have you ever wondered why your mother never showed up after we eliminated Jude Withers?"
A frown appeared on Scarlett's face; she seemed deeply pondering this question.
Often, Scarlett asked herself this question. But, until now, she hasn't found an answer that satisfies her.
However, among the many answers that often arise in her heart, "Maybe Mother already died..." Just imagining it terrifies her.
That's why she's determined to stop thinking about it and look for her mother until she finds concrete evidence of whether her mother is still alive or all her efforts are for nothing.
"I do," Scarlett smiled half-heartedly. "But I've never found the right answer to that question—"
Silence hung in the air. After a few minutes, Seven asked, "Scarlett, is it possible that your mother still thinks it's not the right time for her to appear? Because the real threat is still out there?" noVe)Lb(1n
Scarlett's calm expression gradually changed to surprise. She had never thought about that because she only believed that Jude Withers was the one who had been making her mother run away.
However, what Seven said made sense. Her mother hadn't come out yet because other forces were keeping her in hiding.
Too confused by this, Scarlett could only take a deep breath and exhale in silence.
"Brother Allen, I'm not sure about that. Let's focus on finding Mom's trace. What happened to her? We'll find out after we locate her."
She patted Seven's shoulder and then walked toward the door. But her steps stopped. She turned back, looking at Seven, "Please look after the computer, make sure it runs smoothly, and alert me if anything happens."
"Yes, sure. Go take a rest..." Seven waved her hand, gesturing for Scarlett to leave. After seeing the door closed, he slumped back on the sofa and started playing with his cell phone.
....
Standing by the window in her bedroom, Scarlett's mind was consumed by what Seven had just said.
"What if... there's a real threat out there that keeps your mother hiding?" The question continued to resonate in her mind.
She tried to recall what had happened around her for the past few months, searching for clues that might lead to an answer.
After a few minutes of deep thought, she still couldn't find anything suspicious.
"Did I miss something?"
She pinched her forehead, which had become sore from overthinking.
"God! All of this isn't as simple as I thought, is it?" Scarlett let out a deep sigh and made her way to the bed. She lay down, attempting to rest her restless mind.
Just as Scarlett was about to fall asleep, she heard a knock on the door. After quickly adjusting her hair and clothes, she promptly opened the door.
"Logan, what happened?" She found Logan standing in front of her bedroom door.
"Ma'am, I've come to inform you that it's lunchtime. Your father is already waiting in the dining room," Logan explained.
"Thank you," Scarlett nodded. "I need to use the toilet and will be down shortly. You can ask my father to start eating."
...
When Scarlett arrived at the dining table, she noticed her father wasn't eating. He conversed with Seven and James, who were also seated with him.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips as she watched how lively their conversation was.
"Scarlett, hurry..." Roland called out when he saw her standing at the entrance. "The food will get cold if you keep standing there."
She snapped out of her thoughts and quickly joined them. But before she sat beside her father, she called Logan to join them at the table.
When she saw all her close people sitting at the same table as her father, she felt happy and grateful to witness such a warm family atmosphere around her.
She began eating while listening to their discussion about the car.
While eating, Scarlett's mind was once again filled with Seven's questions.
'Biggest enemy? Who? Who is the person that could scare an assassin and a hacker as strong as my mom?' she wondered.
'Why doesn't Mom fight?'
'Is Mom afraid they will harm me?'
'Did Mom know that I'm not a weak girl but also as talented as her?'
'Mom, why are you still hiding? Why?'
Countless questions swirled in Scarlett's mind, causing her not to hear Roland when he asked her something. She just stared at her food, chewing absentmindedly.
Later, she snapped out of her daze when she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder.
Scarlett looked up and was surprised to see her father looking at her with a puzzled expression.
Not only does Roland feel confused looking at Scarlett, but Seven and the others are now observing her with a perplexed look as if silently asking her, "Are you perhaps cosplayed to become a mannequin?"
She silently gulped, feeling nervous under their curious gazes.
"Why are you guys looking at me like that?" she asked, frowning, then continued eating, attempting to ignore their stares.
"Is something bothering you, daughter?" Roland's voice made Scarlett halt her chewing. She looked at her father and shook her head slowly.
"But why didn't you respond as if your soul wasn't with you when we called you? You ignored us..." Roland asked again, his tone filled with concern.
Scarlett opened her mouth a few times, but no words came out. She couldn't share her thoughts with them at this moment.
"My dear Scarlett, please tell your father if something is troubling you. Perhaps I can help," Roland urged.
"Yes, young madam, don't keep it to yourself," James added.
"Ma'am, I can also help if you need me," Logan chimed in, curious about Scarlett's unusual demeanor. She typically exuded a cheerful vibe, but now she seemed extremely stressed and gloomy.
Seven smiled while looking at Scarlett. He knew what was troubling her; she must be thinking about
her mother again.
"I'm fine. I'm just feeling exhausted and sleepy. That's why I'm in a daze..." she said, encouraging the others to continue eating.
