Scarlett remained seated in her chair even though Noah Withers had left the room fifteen minutes earlier. Her mind grappled with the weight of the information she had just received.
"Jude Withers already knows about you..." The sentence reverberated in her ears, incessantly tormenting her thoughts. This reality served as a wake-up call, highlighting how her enemy, Jude Withers, was always one step ahead.
"So, Jude Withers, you're not an easy opponent, huh?" Scarlett murmured, a sinister smile creeping across her face. Now, she realized the truth in Uncle Noah's words. She honestly didn't know Jude Withers at all.
She had been blinded by her own assumptions.
All she had known about Jude Withers was based on the information she had gathered through her investigations—a successful businessman and the cruel patriarch of the Withers family. She had always ignored that Jude Withers was a clever, wicked person.
