I pondered whether I should inform Dominic Hartnell before meeting Scarlett Williams. However, every time I thought about it, my intuition told me that he probably wouldn't agree if he knew. Well, I'm just meeting Scarlett Williams, not Nicholas Scott. Besides, it's still early. Even if we talk for a few hours, there are still five hours until Dominic Hartnell finishes work. I'll bring Shannon with me. She'll keep it a secret and cover for me. That's it, I won't tell Dominic Hartnell. He sometimes gets unreasonably jealous, so it's better to avoid unnecessary trouble. I made up my mind and quickly finalized my decision. "Hey, snap out of it. Who called you? Look at you, even the person on the other end of the phone is dumbfounded," Shannon said, waving her paw in front of my eyes. Just then, my phone vibrated twice, indicating a text message from Scarlett Williams. As I put on my small shoulder bag, I said to Shannon, "Hurry up and pay the bill, then accompany me to meet someone." Shannon was a bit confused, but she still listened to me and called the waiter over. After leaving the restaurant, I couldn't wait and hailed a taxi. Once in the car, I opened my phone and read the text message from Scarlett Williams. She wanted me to go to a five-star hotel. Shannon had asked me several times who I was going to meet, but I hadn't answered her before. Now that we were in the taxi, she persistently asked again. "Liliana Zanetti, who are you going to meet?" I looked at the driver in front of me and shook my head slowly, replying, "I'll tell you when we get there." Since it wasn't rush hour or peak hour, we didn't encounter any traffic jams along the way. Twenty minutes later, we arrived at the hotel entrance, and Shannon and I got out of the car. Scarlett Williams had also sent the hotel room number, so I grabbed Shannon's hand and headed straight for the elevator. Once we were in the elevator, I finally told Shannon that the person I was going to meet was Scarlett Williams. Shannon was still a bit confused, unable to figure out why I suddenly came to meet Scarlett Williams. But the situation wasn't right at the moment, and there wasn't enough time for me to explain to her. I could only tell her that it's enough to be with me for now, and I'll explain everything when I see Scarlett Williams. The elevator was fast, and in no time, I arrived at the floor I needed to go to and found the room number sent by Scarlett Williams. I knocked on the door twice, and soon enough, it opened from the inside. The person opening the door was indeed Scarlett Williams. I noticed that she frowned slightly when she saw Shannon, seeming a bit unhappy. But in the end, she didn't say anything and just stepped aside to let us into the room. "Have a seat. What would you like to drink? A beverage or just plain water?" Scarlett Williams asked. I pulled Shannon to sit on the couch and replied, "Just plain water." But as soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly remembered that Shannon didn't like drinking plain water. "Shannon, you..." Shannon interrupted me and shook her head, saying, "I don't need any. I'm not thirsty." Scarlett Williams didn't ask anything else and turned to the nearby bar. At that moment, Shannon tugged at my arm and exchanged a meaningful look with me. I probably understood what she wanted to express, which was simply asking me what was going on.Ah, I didn't know how to explain it before, and now that Scarlett Williams was here, I couldn't elaborate. All I could do was give her a helpless look. Sometimes, silence speaks louder than words, so I let her ponder on her own for a while. Scarlett Williams came back with three bottles of mineral water, placing two in front of Shannon and me, and keeping one in her hand. She immediately opened it and took a big sip. I looked at her in confusion, wondering why it felt so strange. It was like those scenes in TV shows where they drink a sip first to prove that the water is not poisoned. Ugh, I must be overthinking things. These bizarre thoughts are probably due to my pregnancy-induced silliness. There's no way Scarlett Williams would poison me. This isn't a TV drama. Even if it were a TV drama, she wouldn't have a reason to harm me. After all, she's definitely the female lead, and I'm just a nobody, not even a minor character. There's no benefit for her to harm me.I shook my head to clear my mind of all those unreliable thoughts and spoke first. "Well... Scarlett, why did you want to see me? What did you want to talk about?" Calling Scarlett Williams by her name has become a habit. I used to call Nicholas Scott a god before we became close enough for me to use his name. But with Scarlett Williams, our relationship clearly hasn't reached that level, even though we can barely say we know each other. But I've never directly called her by her name. Scarlett Williams looked at me quietly for a few seconds before speaking, "What did you and Amo talk about when he came to find you at the dinner party?" "After you two spoke, I felt that something was off with him, but when I asked him, he refused to say anything." "In the following days, he started locking himself in his room, not leaving or eating or sleeping. And then he even locked the door, not allowing Jake or me to enter." "Yesterday, if Jake hadn't forcefully opened the door, the news that came out might not have been Amo's decision to leave the entertainment industry, but his accidental death!" I was completely dumbfounded. Not eating, not drinking, not sleeping? Not leaving but dying? I was instantly confused, and my mind became a chaotic mess, like a pot of chicken noodle soup. Even if he was really unhappy, there were so many other ways to cope, to vent. Why did Nicholas Scott choose such an extreme way to torture himself? "Ah! Is it true? What's happening to Nicholas Scott now? Is he really leaving? Scarlett, please tell us more details!" Shannon looked as if she had been shocked by ten thousand volts, bombarding Scarlett Williams with questions. My body trembled, temporarily stopping the meaningless thoughts, and I looked at Scarlett Williams. "By the way, where is he now? Is he out of danger? Take me to see him..." "Liliana Zanetti!" Scarlett Williams suddenly roared, interrupting my incessant chatter. I stared at her in a daze, my voice silenced. Not only did I stop talking, but Shannon also closed her mouth, and the room fell into silence. After some time, Scarlett Williams appeared to have regained her composure, her voice turning cold as she said, "Liliana Zanetti, Amo has feelings for you. Were you aware of this?" I nodded in silence.