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Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 27
Scot and Mia had hoped that the worst was behind them, but the peace they had briefly enjoyed was shattered by a new wave of attacks. It began subtly: whispers, online rumors, and barely veiled jabs aimed at Mia's character. Scot was determined to protect her, and he knew that their unity would be tested in ways they hadn’t anticipated. The day started with a quiet tension in the apartment. Scot and Mia had just finished breakfast when Mia’s phone buzzed with a new notification. She glanced at the screen and froze. “Scot, you need to see this,” she said, her voice strained. Scot moved over to her side, peering at the message on the screen. It was a social media post, accompanied by a photo of Mia from the charity event, taken out of context and manipulated to suggest she was involved in unethical behavior. The post was already gaining traction, with comments and shares spreading the false information. “Dammit,” Scot muttered, his jaw tightening. “It’s Jane’s doing, I’m sure of it.
Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 28
The morning sun streamed through the blinds of the courthouse office as Scot and Mia sat in the waiting area. The room was filled with subdued tension as they awaited the finalization of Scot’s divorce. The process had been long and fraught with emotion, but today marked a pivotal moment.Scot glanced at Mia, whose calm demeanor was a soothing presence amidst the uncertainty. “Are you ready for this?”Mia squeezed his hand reassuringly. “I am. This is the last step, and then we can finally start focusing on our future.”Their attorney, Richard, approached with a clipboard, his expression professional but warm. “Scot, Mia, we’re ready. The judge will see you now.”Scot took a deep breath, his anxiety palpable as he followed Richard into the courtroom. Mia walked beside him, her support unwavering. The courtroom was modest, with just a few chairs and a judge’s bench. The judge, an elderly woman with a stern yet compassionate face, motioned for them to sit.“Mr. Carter, Ms. Lawson,” the
Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 29
The café buzzed with activity as Scot and Mia sat together at their favorite corner table. The hum of conversation and the clinking of dishes provided a comforting backdrop for their serious discussion. The couple was a picture of tranquility amid the surrounding chaos, their focus entirely on each other.Mia stirred her coffee thoughtfully, glancing up at Scot with a mix of anticipation and curiosity. “Scot, we’ve been talking about the future a lot lately,” she began, her voice steady but laced with a hint of eagerness. “What’s your vision for us? I mean, beyond just getting through the day-to-day.”Scot looked up from his coffee, meeting her gaze with a serious expression. “I’ve been thinking a lot about it too,” he admitted. “I want us to build a future together, not just survive the challenges we face. I’m ready to take that step.”Mia’s eyes widened, and she set her coffee cup down, reaching across the table to take Scot’s hand. “Are you saying…?”“Yes,” Scot replied, squeezing
Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 30
The tension in Scot and Mia’s relationship had been building for weeks, but it reached a new peak one rainy afternoon. Jane’s persistent interference had begun to take a toll on their lives, and the emotional strain was palpable.Scot arrived at their apartment, his face drawn and tired. He had spent the day meeting with Richard, his lawyer, to discuss the ongoing legal maneuvers Jane was employing. The stress from the legal battles and the emotional toll of Jane’s vendetta were beginning to wear on him.Mia was in the living room, her eyes focused on her laptop but clearly distracted. She glanced up as Scot walked in, a concerned expression crossing her face.“Hey,” she said softly, setting the laptop aside. “How did it go?”Scot dropped his briefcase by the door and ran a hand through his hair. “It was… exhausting. Jane’s latest demands are pushing the boundaries. Richard says it’s becoming increasingly difficult to keep things under control.”Mia’s brow furrowed. “I thought we were
Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 31
The morning sun filtered through the blinds of Scot and Mia’s apartment, casting long shadows across the living room. Scot was engrossed in a stack of paperwork when he heard Mia’s sharp intake of breath. The sound cut through his focus, and he quickly moved to the source.In the living room, Mia stood frozen by the coffee table, her face a mask of shock and distress. She clutched a letter tightly in her trembling hands. Her eyes, wide with a mix of fear and sadness, met Scot’s as he approached.“What is it?” Scot asked, trying to keep his voice calm despite the sudden rise of anxiety in his chest.Mia handed him the letter, her hands shaking. “It’s... it’s something I didn’t expect.”Scot took the letter and began reading. The contents were chilling and detailed aspects of Mia’s past that she had never disclosed. The anonymous letter described her teenage years with unsettling clarity, painting a picture of survival that was far from the life she had built for herself.The letter det
Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 32
Scot paced around his living room, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. The words from the anonymous message echoed in his head, haunting him relentlessly. “Do you really know who Mia is? She used to be a stripper, and she slept with men for money.” The words felt like daggers, tearing through the image of the woman he thought he knew. Mia sat quietly on the couch, her hands trembling as she clasped them together. She knew this moment was coming, but nothing could have prepared her for the weight of Scot’s silence. It was worse than anger. His pacing, the clenched jaw, the eyes avoiding her—it was all too much. Finally, Scot stopped, his voice strained as he spoke. “Why didn’t you tell me, Mia? Why did I have to find out this way?” Mia took a deep breath, her heart racing. “I was going to tell you. I was. But I... I didn’t know how.” “How long were you going to wait?” His voice rose, frustration clear in his tone. “Until someone else told me, like today? Until it blew up in both our
Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 33
The morning light filtered through the blinds of Scot and Mia’s apartment, casting a muted glow over the room. Scot lay awake, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing with thoughts of Mia’s past and the recent revelation that had shaken their world. Beside him, Mia was tangled in the sheets, her face turned away, the peaceful facade of sleep belying the turmoil she was experiencing.Scot turned to Mia, his heart aching at the sight of her distress. “Mia,” he said quietly, “we need to talk about what happened yesterday.”Mia’s eyes fluttered open, and she turned to face him, her gaze heavy with sorrow. “I know, Scot. I’m ready to talk. I never wanted you to find out like this.”The previous evening had been a blur of shock and anger. An anonymous letter had arrived, detailing Mia’s past in graphic and painful detail. The letter described how, after being left to fend for herself, Mia had worked as a stripper in a club and had slept with men to make ends meet. It painted a picture of de
Scot: Crowned by Fate Chapter 34
The aftermath of the confrontation with Jane had given Scot and Mia a temporary sense of relief, but the peace was short-lived. Jane’s anger and desperation seemed to have intensified, leading her to exploit Mia’s past vulnerabilities in a new and disturbing way. Scot and Mia were having breakfast in their apartment when the news broke. The television was on in the background, and a news segment caught their attention. News Anchor: “In a shocking development, an anonymous source has leaked details about Mia Laurent’s past, raising serious questions about her character and her relationship with Scot Frankenstein. The source claims that Mia’s previous work in a strip club has compromised her integrity and her suitability for her current public role.” Mia’s hand shook as she reached for the remote to turn off the television. Her face was pale, and her eyes filled with hurt. “Scot, how could she do this? How could Jane stoop so low?” Scot’s expression was grim, his jaw clenched. “This