Scarlett's P.O.V.

I spent all night awake, hungry, mad, and just depressed about my situation. I did not want to be here, I wanted to be at home with Mom, Jax, and Bea. I wanted to go back to my normal life, but I knew that was not possible at all, not with Harden standing in my way.

"Lettie," Charlotte said my name softly holding breakfast. in her hands, as she pushed the door open without knocking. "Look, I know that you do not want to be here, and this all is a mess but starving yourself is not the solution. especially when you are on such strong medicines." I know she was right, and I am starving but. . .my throat hurt so bad, that I was afraid to swallow.

I grab the note pad they gave me and write, 'My throat really hurts,'

"I know," She whispered in guilt as she sat down infront of me, "But for the pain meds to work, something needs to go inside of your body." I nodd, as she fills the spoon with some soup. "Here,"

I lean forward and take the liquid inside of my mouth. It was so flavourful, that I kept it inside before willing myself to swallow my hands and fisted my pajamas as the warmth of the liquid stung the inside of my throat. Tears filled my waterline, "I know, honey." Charlotte said reaching over, "I am so sorry."

I offered her a soft smile as I leaned foreward for more, I hadn't had soup made so flavourfully in a long time. I quickly write down, "This is so good,"

She smiled at me gently, "That's good to hear." She fed me till there was nothing left in the bowl and handed me my pills, "Here, have these and continue to rest up."

I nodd but before she leaves I grab her wrist and quickly write down my thoughts,

"Can I please start going to school again?" I asked her, "I won't do anything to create more problems, I just really want to continue my education. This situation is putting me behind a year." I lift up the pad for her to grab.

Charlotte quickly read the message but by her demeanor, I already had an idea of the answer, it was no. "What's your major?" She asked handing the pad back.

Hopefully, I scribble down, "Business," 

Charlotte nodded, "Let me talk to Ryker, this is the least they can do for you. after Harden's harsh actions.  I will try my best okay?" 

Surprised at her approval I smile at her, "Thanks,"

"You're welcome," She replied, "Now rest up," With that, she turned and walked out. of my room shutting the door behind her. 

I know it may seem like I have given into my situation but, this is just a coping mechanism that I want to have. I am going crazy sitting alone in this room, no one other than Charlotte liked me, and I would really like to keep my. education going too. This is an. excuse to see Bea, and maybe even. Jax if he comes to drop her off at University. 

I cannot speak right now, but once I get better. .  .

I plan to do the same thing that Harden has done to my life so far, 

Reak Havoc. 

I hated bringing the dark side out, but being surrounded by so much evil and hatred was bound to rub off on me. I didn't like behaving like a spoilt brat, nor a cunning one, but I could be if I wanted to be, Ross knew that, because he had to deal with the consequences of it three years ago, and now its Harden's turn to deal with it. 

.  . .

Harden's P.O.V.

"Harden," Vince said walking through my office door holding files in his hand. I stop typing an important email on my laptop and give him my full undivided attention. 

"What's up?"

He set the files down on my desk, "These are all the merger offers that we have gotten in the last two weeks, the ones that you have pushed back since you were. so busy with Bliss and all the other drama." I groaned, as the CEo, even if the offeres have been vetted by him and Hunter, dad still wanted me to look through them before we tood any step. "So, I have come here to tell you to push back the Bliss drama, and focus on these." He was right, but the pile looked so daunting. "Here," He sighed, "I made some summaries for the all 20 of them, loo through these, and then the files It will be easier to decide."

I look at him thanfully, "Thanks  man," I inhaled  sharply,  "Um, but before iI get started on this could you just call Freddie and ask if they found anything in that conatiner?"

Vince crossed his arms, "Harden,"

"Just do it, please?" The opposition having full contorl of the drug that Freddie and I produced annoyed the. fuck out of me. The small packet they had handed Scarlett was the product at tits prime.  

"Fine," He breathed out heavily,  "I will." 

"Thanks," I replied, "Now leave me alone, I gotta deal with. all this and that fucking Wyatt contract."

"Got it," He replied, turning on his heel and leaving me alone in my office. I reach into the top drawer of my desk and pull out a lighter and a cigarette box. I light the cigarette, inhale the poison, and my body begins to relax. Leaning back in my office chair, I glance up at the ceiling as I blow it out. I realize these things aren't good for your health, but they assist with a variety of issues, including anxiety, stress, and weariness.

I look down at my hands, which are broken and bruised from the tough workout I did last night, essentially punishing myself for strangling Scarlett. I had no idea what had happened to me last night.Hunter told me to let go, but instead, my hands tightened around her neck, and they continued to tighten until Hunter used all of his strength to tear me away from her while shouting at me. Hunter quickly took me to the side and attended to her.

My stomach had twisted in knots when he turned to inform me she had fainted, but her pulse remained intact. I nearly killed her because she mentioned Noah, but that was exactly why I needed to keep her close, so I could learn out what happened that night when she and Noah intended to flee together. If I can't stop hearing his name, how the hell is she expected to give me the truth?

 Taking another draw from the cigarette, I rose up, turning my back on the mounds of work Vince had assigned me; I still needed to figure out how to make it up to her without giving her the impression that I had given up on her.

What is the question? I know if I ask her, she will merely want to go home, which I will not do. One, her family still owes me a lot of money, and two, I have repeatedly stated the truth about Noah. Something in me told me that it wasn't only her notion to flee; he had another plan, given how distant he had been prior to the disaster. I'm sure she knows something about it, but given what I just done to her, why would she talk to me at all?

Fuck, I felt a headache forming at the back of my head. At times, I myself felt like running away from the responsibilities Dad had handed off to me, it was just all too much. 

"Harden," Vince said running into my office completely ignoring the red sign on my door that I had put up when I was busy. I turned around to face him, his eyes filled with happiness, "Freddie and his team have gotten finger prints drawn from the fucking container."

No fucking way. Putting my cigarette out I grab the. phone from. him, and say, "Is it true?" I ask Freddie, 

"100%" He replied enthusiastically, "I got Hendrix to pull some strings in his station, and he got his forensic team to work on the container claiming that it was a previous site he had been working at." Benefits of having police connections, "I cannot believe we did not do this sooner right now he is running those fingerprints through his system, and soon we will know the name of who took our fucking product."

It felt as if a weight had been lifted off my chest, "Thank fucking God." I said back ecstatic, "Keep me in the loop." 

"Will do." He replied before hanging up the phone. 

I handed Vince's phone back, "Tell Dad about this, but not the Clydes yet, if they have a hand in this anyway then it will alert them."

"Go it," Vince said, "Now will you focus?" He pointed at the untouched pile. 

"Yes," I said rolling my eyes, I walked over to my. desk and take a file off, "See?"

"Good," He said firmly before walking out of my office once again and shutting the door. 

Smiling to myself, I internally laugh at the individual who though fucking with the Devil's Keepers would be an easy thing to do. No matter who this person. is, no matter where. is fucking person is, he better be prepared for the storm that is heading towards them. 

That's all I am going to say.

. . .

Unknown's P.O.V.

"What the fuck do you mean he has dirt on you?" I snapped at justin who cowedarly told me they had offered an deal to the Brocks. "I told you to play wiht them longer!"

"Boss, they know about the night accident." Fuck, leaning. back in my fucking chair I glare at the wall in front of me. 

"I told you,  to tell me when you felt like passing out." I hated fucken cowards, "I put faith in this fucking family, and you have completely just fucked over the plan we. had."

He had nothing to say,  "I want to take them down completely from both fucking sides. and this, this consesnual fucking deal you just made, it shows fucking WEAKNESS!"  I screamed into the phone.  

"They have connections."

"Yeah well so do I!' I stood up pacing around the room, "Fucking clean this mess quickly Justin or I am going to come to your house and fucking kill all of you." Throwing my phone against the wall I try to think of an another way in, another way to fuck over the Brock family completes they same way they left me years ago. 

It wasnt only the Clyde's it was them combined, when they knew. they had no where to hide, no where to grow unless it came. with. my demise. Now it was my turn to fuck them over, and I was going to do it slowly,  until they came begging for fucking mercy!

I should have never trustued those fucking loser. 

I need to think of something fast, something big, something that would cause them to slow donw for alittle while, until I could take them down completely, leaving no sign of their families or their legacy.