It's way past midnight, and morning is about to co. But New York City's sky is still dark when a man walks fast with worries framing his beautiful face.
Before long, that man entered a building. Still pacing and still with a sad and worried face.
In his Manhattan penthouse, Rex was jolted awake by his doorbell ringing in the early morning. Annoyed by the interruption, he felt anger and the urge to lash out at whoever dared to disturb his peaceful sleep.
He suddenly realized sothing was off as he strode towards the door with a dark and nacing aura. Only three people had access to his private floor: himself, his assistant, and Scarlett. Not even his parents could enter without his permission.
The unexpected visitor made him uneasy, and he hesitated before reaching for the doorknob. Who could it be, and how did they bypass his strict security asures?
'Who's coming, my assistant?' But he had never co this early. Not when the sun was only a minute away from rising.
'Could it be Scarlett?' Rex muttered under his breath.
Only Scarlett dares to ring his house bell a dozen tis. Even when the reason was as simple as to piss him off.
'Yeah…That must be her!' Rex's face softened, happy that this girl was finally coming to his house after so many months.
Before opening the door, he remained alert and prepared for potential threats, ready to defend himself if necessary. But when he opened the door, he was utterly shocked.
"XANDER!?" Rex shouted in shock. He didn't expect this man to ever visit his house. And to co this early was only icing more of his surprise. "What are you doing here? " Xander only stood in silence. Then Rex said, "I see you ca alone. That's unlikely of you." He looked around, but he saw no one, only Xander.
"...And, how did you get to this floor on your own?" Rex was perplexed when he realized Scarlett was not around. Who could have possibly given him access to this building if not Scarlett?
Xander walked past Rex without answering his questions. He calmly said, "Hey, Rex!" as he walked into the penthouse. Rex was left standing there, speechless and stunned.
"What the hell, Xander Riley!?" Rex cursed and followed him inside.
Despite his exhaustion from tirelessly searching for Scarlett for almost a day, Xander didn't want to waste more ti arguing with Rex. Sitting on the single sofa in the living room, he couldn't help but notice Rex's sullen expression as he sat across from him.
"Where is she?" Please tell she's here." Xander's impatience is evident as he stares at Rex, demanding to know his wife's location. Suspecting that Scarlett had fled to this town and that Rex seed to know her location was the last thing Xander expected.
Rex, on the other hand, was utterly perplexed.
"Speak clearly, Xander! I have no idea what you are talking about." Rex said in his confusion. He didn't understand why Xander was so insistent on coming to his place looking for soone, a woman. "Who are you looking for?"
Xander rubbed his brows impatiently, feeling a surge of frustration. "My wife," he said, emphasizing each word. "Is she here? Please don't try to hide her from !"
Rex's face turned a deep shade of red, his emotions boiling over as he struggled to contain his anger toward Xander. How could this man have fought with Scarlett to the point where she had to run away?
His fists tightly clenched as if he was restraining himself from delivering a mighty blow to Xander's handso face. He spoke coldly and nacingly, "I warned you before if you ever made her cry or hurt her, I would kill you, Xander Riley!"
Xander gritted his teeth in frustration, knowing he was to bla for Scarlett's pain and subsequent flight from him. He couldn't bear to look Rex in the eye, feeling the weight of his own guilt.
"I know," Xander mutters, his voice barely audible. "I ssed up. I hurt her and made her sad, and now she's gone because of ." He lowered his head in sha, unable to face the consequences of his actions.
Rex was outraged. But he restrained himself from beating Xander.
Xander raised his head and looked at Rex again, his desperation evident in his eyes. "Rex, you can kill later," he said with a hint of resignation. "But right now, please tell where she is?"
Rex hesitated for a mont, carefully weighing his words before responding. "Xander, I know we hate each other. But I'm not hiding anything from you," he said firmly. "And, before I can help you find her, you need to tell what's going on..."
"I don't have ti to explain everything, Rex," he snapped. "All I need to know is if you have her GPS location on your phone, please help to find her location. She's been missing for almost 24 hours, and I can't wait for my people to track her down." Xander's frustration increases as he feels he's running out of ti.
He had swallowed his pride to co and et Rex, desperate for any information that could lead him to Scarlett's whereabouts.
Right now, the most important thing for him was to find her and explain what really happened. He couldn't bear the thought of this misunderstanding dragging on until Scarlett began to hate him.
Rex was left speechless at Xander's words. He couldn't believe that Xander had actually thought they were swapping GPS positions on their phones.
After silently cursing Xander in his heart, Rex responded coldly. "And do you honestly believe I have her GPS position?" he asked rhetorically. Then Rex calmly said, "You know your wife is a genius, right? I'll never know where she is unless she lets know."
Xander's shoulders slumped at Rex's words, his last hope fading. He had co all this way only to be t with disappointnt. He couldn't bear the thought of Scarlett out there alone, probably grieving, and he couldn't comfort her.
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