The more she thought about it, the more enraged she felt. "Scott, are you keeping her with you merely for the reason that she looks like your ex?"

Scott was very protective of Sol, and Sophia never had the chance of meeting her. She didn't even know Sol's name. She actually planned to get rid of Sol when she found out that Scott was in love with her, but she hardly knew anything about her, and she couldn't hurt her.

"It's none of your business," Scott replied coldly.

"I mean, if this is the face you like, I can even have plastic surgery and make myself look like her. Please just divorce her. She's ..."

"Sophia Moore, however you change yourself, I won't be interested in you at all," Scott said sternly.

"Why?!"

"Because you're soulless. Whatever you look like, I don't even want to take a look at you."

Brianna had been listening quietly, intending not to interfere, but hearing Scott's reply, she almost chuckled.

Brianna had thought that she would probably be insulted again on the way home, but to her surprise, Scott treated Sophia coldly, even mercilessly. She turned around and glanced at Sophia. Seeing her hurt look, Brianna actually felt sorry for her.

Sophia put a hand on her c.h.e.s.t, feeling angry, hurt, and helpless. Scott wouldn't take a look at her. Brianna looked out of the window and noticed that it had started raining. It started light and quickly grew heavy.

They had not gone far when it started pouring down, and Scott pulled over all of a sudden. "Get out of the car." He said.

Shocked, Brianna stared at Scott. Is he actually asking me to get out in this pouring rain? She heaved a sigh and thought f.u.c.k it! What haven't I been through anyway?! Just as she unfastened her seatbelt, ready to get out, Scott looked at her with a frown and said impatiently, "Don't be stupid. I don't mean you."

"Huh?" Brianna stared at Scott, feeling puzzled. Should I stay or leave then?

Sophia, who was smiling just a second ago, was now looking at Scott open-mouthed. "Scott, do you mean..." she paused for a bit, "Do you mean me?"

"Correct," Scott said briefly.

Tears filled Sophia's eyes instantly. "Scott, you can't do this to me." She sobbed. "At least show some respect to my father."

"Ha-ha. I know everyone in Las Vegas, even in the whole States, respects, or to be exact, is scared of your father and brother, but I just can't put up with you. If they are not happy with the way I treat you, ask them to speak to me, but I should let you know that I don't give a shit who your father is, and if you don't stay away from me, I will get rid of you, same as I did with those who tried to get close to me. Now get out of my car."

"Scott, you can't! You can't do this to me!" Sophia cried out, tears streaming down her face.

"Get out of my car," Scott said sternly.

Sophia glared at Brianna through the mirror with immense resentment. Before she opened the door, she thought of something and quickly sent the two photos she took of Jameson holding Brianna the other day to Scott.

She stepped into the pouring rain and slammed the door shut.

Looking at Sophia standing there in the rain sobbing, cursing, Brianna didn't feel good at all. She wondered what Scott would do to her when he got tired of her. Sophia is possibly the most d.e.s.i.r.ed woman in Las Vegas, yet he's treated her so mercilessly. What about me? I'm just a useless nobody. She shivered at the thought.

***

Scott saw the photos and knitted his brows. The startled and shy look of Brianna in Jacob's arms angered him. He noticed that one of Jacob's hands was almost touching Brianna's b.r.e.a.s.t.

Suddenly Scott stopped the car. He glared at Brianna, grabbed her chin with his long slim fingers, and said, "I've given you too much freedom, haven't I? Don't forget you are my possession. I knew women couldn't be spoiled."

Brianna was speechless. Too much freedom? Spoiled? When has he ever given me freedom or spoiled me?! And why is he so angry so suddenly? He's so unpredictable!

Brianna was confused and annoyed by his sudden anger, but of course, she would not show her real emotions. Very obediently, Brianna said, "Scott, if you find me annoying, you can replace me and spoil other women that please you. I'm sure plenty of girls would love to please you."

Scott tightened his grip, and it hurt Brianna's jaw. "Are you thinking of seducing my friend now? Brianna, it looks like I've underestimated you. You surely don't have any self-respect. You know what, I'm thinking when you were working for Liam Williams, you probably loved seducing those men. He didn't have to force you."

"Scott Anderson, if you really think I'm such a shameless person, why did you marry me then? Even if it's just for the sake of shutting up your grandpa's mouth, doesn't it bring you shame marrying someone as shameless as you think I am?" Brianna defended.

"Tell me you are not trying to seduce my friend!" Scott snapped.

Though angry, Brianna could still think sensibly, and she realized that Scott must mean the photo of her and Jacob. She thought it over.

Scott and Jameson seem to be born enemies. Jameson wants to use me to defeat Scott. I'm stuck in the middle. Scott married me only because his grandfather's been pushing him, and I look like his ex.

Sophia Moore, who's adored Scott since she was little, hates me, and surely she is determined to make my life miserable as long as I'm married to Scott.

It's possibly more dangerous staying with Scott than leaving him. This can be a chance that I can free myself from his control.

Mum has had the operation, and the treatments afterward shouldn't cost much as she doesn't have to stay in the best hospital and have the best specialists and nurses. I can work hard and save money, and it should be enough.