From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Guess She Doesn’t Want to Go Back to the Joyner Family

Sean was about to remind the girl that if she really wanted to, she could just tear up the contract.

Worst case, when she made a run for it, he could always “accidentally” let her slip away.

“Fifteen days from now, I’ll be attending a pharmaceutical review conference. I won’t be able to assist with your research that day.”

Sean covered his face.

She was the first person he’d ever seen dare to negotiate terms with Jandale’s Mr. Fletcher.

And knowing Jasper’s cold, no–nonsense personality….

This over–the–top mistaken heiress was about to get burned.

But Jasper’s expression didn’t change. He didn’t seem to take it as a slight.

“You’re my research partner. I’m not restricting your freedom.”

Scarlett finally handed over the signed contract with a faint smile.

“Then let’s work well together.”

“Mr. Fletcher!”

A knock came at the door, the voice low and urgent.

Sean tensed and went to open it. After hearing the report, he glanced over, his expression grave.

Jasper gave a nod, then looked toward Scarlett.

“Take her with you. Have a surgeon treat her wounds.”

Scarlett’s eyes shot up.

How did he know she was injured?

Sean didn’t look surprised.

The bloodstains from last night’s banquet were still fresh in his memory.

“Come on, let’s go, Ms. Scarlett.”

Scarlett didn’t move.

Jasper reminded her, “My research partner can’t be injured. It would affect the data.”

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Scarlett: “…”

Is it too late to regret this now?

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Humanity Hospital.

Stanley paced nervously down the corridor, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Not far off, Rebecca was speaking softly to comfort him.

“Stanley, don’t worry. Mr. Grayson has made so many amazing films – God won’t abandon someone like him. I already asked Professor Miller to go in and check. I’m sure we’ll hear something soon. Don’t stress.”

Stanley nodded but didn’t reply, continuing to pace restlessly.

Rebecca kept going.

“Because of your script, Mr. Grayson agreed to let you be the male lead. You’re going to be a superstar.”

Stanley, despite his Joyner family background, needed a major break to rise to the top in showbiz.

He needed attention, a good script, and a great director.

For his birthday, Scarlett had given him a script. He hadn’t paid much attention to it and passed it to his

agent.

The agent submitted it, and several directors showed interest. That’s when Stanley took it seriously and studied the script again – just in time to get Mr. Grayson’s offer.

He’d immediately accepted and even gifted Scarlett a hair clip in thanks.

But plans never keep up with reality.

Right as production was about to start, Mr. Grayson suddenly collapsed. After several inconclusive tests, his condition remained uncertain. If he didn’t wake up soon, the entire film might be scrapped.

Given Mr. Grayson’s status in the industry, no one would dare take over his project.

And with the exclusive contract in place, Stanley couldn’t just go film something else.

In entertainment, if you didn’t stay relevant, you were forgotten fast.

With that thought, he messaged his agent to start considering second–tier brand endorsements.

Then-

The elevator dinged.

Three people walked out.

Sean was still nagging.

“Cardiology and surgery are next to each other. We’re visiting a friend. You go get patched up.”

Scarlett nodded impatiently. “Okay, I got it.”

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“I just shared my contact with you. Call me or Jasper if anything comes up.”

“Got it.”

“No slacking. I’ll be checking your test report later.”

Scarlett sighed.

“How about… you go in my place?”

Sean blinked, suddenly realizing he might be getting a bit overbearing.

–

But every time he thought of what Scarlett had been through with the Joyners and Jasper’s line, ‘The Joyner family would recognize the wrong daughter?‘ he couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

Like his own little sister had been bullied.

• –

His protectiveness kicked in before he could stop it.

“You can’t avoid medical care. You need to stay calm, no fear. Doctors won’t—”

“I’m going.”

Is he a saint or what?

When they first met, they’d both been formal and polite.

“Slow down, will you? You’ll tear your stitches.”

Scarlett: “…”

She sped up, not watching where she was going and walked right into someone.

–

She looked up, ready to apologize, but frowned instead.

“Scarlett?”

Stanley looked surprised. “What are you doing here?”

Scarlett didn’t answer. She turned to walk around him.

But he blocked her path again.

“This is your attitude when you come to apologize?”

Stanley scoffed and grabbed her shoulder.

“So you actually tracked me down? Must’ve done your homework.”

He purposely gripped her hard – trying to remind her how angry he was.

But he’d forgotten – her shoulder was injured.

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And it had just started bleeding again.

Without hesitation, she shoved his arm away.

Stanley stumbled back, unsteady.

“Mr. Stanley, kindly show some respect.”

Stanley froze.

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