No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 845

Just then, Harris called out to her from behind. "Ms. Theron."

Scarlett paused and turned around. "What is it?"

Harris spoke with genuine concern, "I'm truly happy you've found happiness. But I must warn you, Vincent is a complicated man. He will never let this rest once he sees you with Damian."

A flicker of unease stirred in Scarlett's heart.

Damian stepped forward at once. "No need for your concern, Mr. Whitmore. I will protect the woman I love."

Harris simply smiled faintly in response.

Seeing this, Damian had no wish to linger. "We have somewhere to be, so we'll take our leave."

He pulled Scarlett close to his side and headed toward the private dining room Zachary had told them about.

"Ms. Theron." Harris called out again before they could walk far.

Scarlett stopped once more and looked back, her eyes filled with confusion. "Is there anything else, Mr. Whitmore?"

Harris met her gaze openly and spoke softly, "I wish to see Ms. Wright."

Scarlett could guess his intention. After a brief silence, she replied gently, "I cannot make decisions for Claire. If she does not wish to meet you, I cannot force her. There is little you can do by coming to me."

Harris listened quietly and nodded. "I understand."

"I'm glad you do," Scarlett smiled.

Talking to Harris felt far easier than speaking with Vincent or Daniel.

"Then I won't keep you any longer," Harris said. He turned and left first.

Scarlett turned back to Damian, only to find him looking utterly flustered.

"What's wrong?" she asked, confused by his reaction.

Frowning, Damian wore a look of deep regret. "I promised Clara this morning that I'd take her strawberry picking this afternoon. But I... I broke my word. It's all my fault."

"I'll hang up for now," Damian went on. "If things change, I'll go inside and talk to Eric myself."

He ended the call and dialed another number right after.

Before long, Violet's hoarse voice came from the other end. "Damian?"

"It's me, Violet."

"Is everything alright? Why are you calling?" Violet asked in confusion.

"Is Clara there?" Damian asked cautiously.

"She's upstairs doing a jigsaw puzzle," Violet replied. "Our neighbor had errands to run this afternoon, so they sent little Coco over. The two of them have been playing together for hours. They even went to the park to play on the slide earlier."

Damian realized Clara had likely forgotten their strawberry-picking plan. Still, he knew he was in the wrong for neglecting his promise. He made no excuses.

"Violet, I promised Clara this morning I would take her to pick strawberries. But I got tied up with personal matters this afternoon and completely forgot it. I only just remembered now. If it's not too much trouble, could you pass the phone to her? I'd like to talk to her."