From Ashes to Queen: Now I Call the Shots novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23 Inspiration and Intuition.

Forget it.

Sean was tempted to press for answers, but knowing Jasper’s sharp tongue, he figured it was safer to keep his doubts to himself.

Worst case, if his grandfather asked about the restaurant deal, he’d just say it was Jasper’s idea.

And if it actually lost money? He could always crash at Jasper’s place for a while. He’d been eyeing that massive estate of his for ages anyway.

“Wrap it up. We’ll be leaving Trenwyn in two weeks.”

Sean blinked.

“What?”

He still had several local restaurants left to try!

But then it hit him.

“Didn’t

you say this place had great people and energy, and you wanted to break through your bottleneck here? And what about those lectures you promised the university president? You can’t just bail.”

Jasper set down his bowl, fingers tapping the table rhythmically.

“Fourteen days. Five lectures. That’s enough time.”

“Wait–what about your breakthrough?”

“I’ve already got a spark of inspiration.”

Sean nearly leapt out of his chair.

His eyes went wide. “What? When?!”

“Just now.”

Sean froze, blinking. “Wait… what?”

He squinted suspiciously. “Jasper, if you’re gonna make something up, at least come up with a better

excuse.”

They’d come to the restaurant straight from the lab. No detours. Nothing strange.

How exactly had inspiration struck?

Jasper ladled himself another bowl of soup. “Believe it or don’t.”

Sean scoffed. Not a chance.

What, did Jasper think he was stupid?

If breakthroughs were that easy, the world would be full of geniuses.

In the bathroom, Scarlett washed her hands and glanced at her reflection in the mirror.

It had only been two days since she left the Joyner family.

But the dark circles under her eyes had already lightened a bit.

No doubt about it–a woman needs the right soil to grow and thrive.

“Miss, you dropped your hair clip.”

Next to her stood a little girl in a pink princess dress, holding up a blue hairpin.

Her tiny, doll–like face had soft dimples, and her big round eyes sparkled like grapes in sunlight.

Instantly adorable.

“Thank you.”

Scarlett accepted the hair clip. She’d bought it years ago, after seeing Stanley give Rebecca a diamond- studded one. She’d felt a twinge of envy.

But instead of asking the Joyners for anything, she had gone to a small shop and bought a similar clip for a few bucks–then embedded it with a lab–grown blue diamond she’d cultivated herself.

The result looked even better than the original.

Later, Rebecca falsely accused her of stealing, nearly taking the clip by force.

Scarlett had to fight hard to prove the gem was synthetic before they let it go.

That incident left a mark on her.

To this day, it was the only piece of jewelry she had ever made or bought for herself.

“Miss, you’re really pretty.”

The little girl tilted her head, her ribbon bobbing as she beamed up at Scarlett.

Too cute–anyone would want to ruffle her hair.

Scarlett smiled. “You’re even prettier than I am.”

The girl’s eyes lit up like stars.

Just then, her mother arrived. She greeted Scarlett politely and was about to take the child away.

But Scarlett called out, stopping her.

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“Miss, your daughter needs treatment. Sooner rather than later.”

Wendy Yale’s warm expression turned icy in an instant.

“I’ll let that slide since my daughter seemed to like you, but watch what you say. Words have consequences.”

Her powerful aura filled the room, chilling the air around them.

Scarlett nodded. “I understand. But her condition is serious. If you treat it early, there’s still time. If you wait-”

“Enough!”

Wendy snapped, and the bodyguards posing as bystanders began to move toward them.

Her daughter was off–limits.

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