Scarlett POV
I went back to my room and just sat on the bed. Nothing was coming to my mind.
Everything blank.
I later brought out a pen and note, and began writing, trying to draft out a plan up to his status.
No matter how I tried, how much hatred and angry I felt for Jason, nothing very brutal seems to be coming.
My phone rang snapping me out of my deep thoughts. I stared at the name and discovered it was Mr Cross. Quickly I carried the phone, he never calls so this must be important.
"Good afternoon sir" I greeted and he responded.
"Where is Xavier?" he asked shortly.
"Am not sure, he left his room after speaking to me" I replied. He didn't say anything for a while but neither did he end the call.
"Scarlett i want to ask you a very sensitive question and be honest with me" he said, sounding very serious.
"Yes sir I am listening" I replied hoping it were something positive.
