Out of Control: Into Your Everything-Chapter 2: Who Are You Going to Crush?

Scarlett Shaw was taken aback by his words, her almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at him.

She hadn’t had any proper dealings with this powerful figure before, but in her impression, Ryan Ford had immense respect and obedience towards his elder brother, like a large loyal dog.

If she were to get caught in such a situation, she had no idea what the two brothers would do.

Anyway, she herself would definitely end up as cannon fodder.

Scarlett braced herself, remaining motionless in Julian Ford’s arms.

Julian Ford took her bag from the passenger seat with his right hand and placed his left hand on the car door switch, ready to throw out both her and the bag.

The car window was knocked twice.

Outside, through a layer of black window film, Ryan Ford’s sharp expression was colder than the night.

Scarlett caught sight of it from the corner of her eye, clutched Julian Ford’s shirt tightly and pleaded with him, "Don’t."

Julian Ford was unmoved.

Scarlett steeled her heart and gritted her teeth, saying, "I recorded the audio just now. If you dare throw me out, I’ll edit your voice during ’that’ time and send it out tomorrow morning!"

If pressed, a dog will jump over a wall. When someone is at the end of their rope, why would they worry about who the boss is?

Get through this first, and then think about the rest.

However, the moment she finished speaking, she felt the hard muscles, separated by his shirt and pressing against her, grow even colder.

She heard a cold laugh, followed by the sound of the descending car window.

Scarlett quickly buried her face into Julian Ford’s neck.

At the same time, Julian Ford suddenly changed the direction of his right hand, his prominent knuckles grabbed the discarded suit jacket from the back seat and casually covered Scarlett with it, completely concealing her.

The car window slowly descended.

Ryan Ford’s gaze lowered, and his peach blossom eyes immediately widened with shock.

His brother was actually holding a woman in his arms? And it wasn’t Zoe Sutton?

The woman wore Julian Ford’s jacket, a small figure nestled closely against him, seemingly inseparable from his brother at first glance.

An intimate atmosphere lingered in the car.

Ryan Ford was all too familiar with this scent and exclaimed, "Brother, what are you doing here? You just broke up with Zoe Sutton not long ago, didn’t even touch a finger of hers, and now..."

Julian Ford lifted his eyelids and glanced at him coldly.

He didn’t say a word, but Ryan Ford sensibly shut his mouth.

Julian Ford: "And your girlfriend, what are you planning to do with her?"

Ryan Ford was momentarily dazed, then smirked lazily, "Just having fun, can’t take it seriously."

The person in his arms suddenly trembled lightly, and Julian Ford sensed warmth sliding down his neck from the person crying, as he rolled the car window back up.

Ryan Ford turned and walked away, but didn’t leave, returning to lean against another Cayenne, apparently planning to continue keeping watch there.

"How much longer do you intend to hold me?"

The voice near her ear was icy, devoid of any warmth.

Scarlett lifted her head, her tear-stained almond eyes meeting the man’s indifferent, dark eyes.

"Take me away from here first."

She definitely didn’t want to confront Ryan Ford head-on at this moment.

"Staying in a man’s car, you should know best what will happen."

Julian Ford said coolly, without giving Scarlett any choice, as the black car sped away into the night.

They did it twice more in the hotel.

When it ended, Scarlett suddenly remembered the mistakenly sent photo as Julian Ford got up to walk towards the bathroom, and she said:

"President Ford, shouldn’t you delete that photo now?"

Julian Ford paused his steps, turned around, and looked down at her.

The fervor from their recent activity had completely dissipated, and his distant demeanor made Scarlett’s scalp tingle.

Julian Ford slightly lifted the corner of his lips, with a hint of a mocking smile, "Threaten me with a recording, and now you want me to delete the photo?"

Scarlett blushed with embarrassment, the recording was something she had cooked up in a moment of panic.

But having already fabricated it, she couldn’t let it go to waste.

"Delete the photo, and I’ll delete the recording too."

Julian Ford replied indifferently, "Why should I believe you won’t keep a copy? You dared to record, keeping a backup shouldn’t be beyond you either."

Scarlett: "..."

She wanted to, but the recording thing was just a bluff with nothing to back it up, no matter how hard she tried.

Julian Ford withdrew his gaze from her face, clearly unwilling to waste any more words on the topic, and turned into the bedroom.

He emerged from the shower after half an hour had passed, preparing to go to bed when he grabbed a blanket and walked out, noticing the person on the sofa was already asleep, seemingly having a good rest without any sign of awakening.

Julian Ford glanced at the blanket in his hand and threw it back onto his own bed.

She has some nerve.

Let her freeze.

...

Scarlett slept fairly well that night.

Mainly because she’d spent a lot of energy being annoyed by Ryan Ford, and engaging in that activity with Boss Ford was a physical ordeal, exhausting her completely.

Additionally, the sofa in the six-star hotel suite was more comfortable than her bed in her rented apartment.

The only downside was having to work the next day.

She had to get up early.

When Scarlett woke to the sound of the alarm the next morning, the room was already empty except for her.

On the table was a set of brand new, clean clothes.

The dress she’d worn last night had been reduced to tatters during their activity, ripped beyond recognition by Julian Ford.

Originally, she thought this ostensibly impeccable, high and aloof boss had revealed his true colors in bed, being ruthless and unfeeling, yet didn’t expect him to retain even a tiny sliver of humanity, though it wasn’t much.

After changing clothes and performing a simple wash and makeup routine, Scarlett hurriedly rushed to the company.

Just outside the revolving door of the office building, the driver’s door of the Cayenne nearby opened, and Ryan Ford walked towards her with an unpleasant expression.

"I waited outside your apartment all night, where did you go?"

Ryan Ford’s peach blossom eyes were bloodshot, and he reeked of smoke.

Clearly, he’d stayed up all night.

Scarlett thought that naturally she’d gone to sleep.

Though, she did sleep with his brother too.

Though she thought it, Scarlett didn’t have the gall to say it out loud. After all, Julian Ford was still her boss. A boyfriend lost wouldn’t kill her, but offending the boss and losing her job would leave her unable to pay off her debts.

When Ryan Ford leaned in to grab her hand, Scarlett unceremoniously shook him off and calmly looked at him:

"Ryan Ford, stop showing up in front of me. Don’t you understand what ’breakup’ means?"

"I didn’t agree to break up." Ryan Ford said shamelessly.

"Everybody knows breakups aren’t divorces, they don’t require procedures, you disagree but it’s still a breakup." Scarlett’s almond eyes showed a hint of mockery, "Go on, your football team members are waiting for you."

Ryan Ford blinked, "Football team?"

Scarlett had no time to explain.

She was running late for work.

As she stepped away, Ryan Ford pulled at her, refusing to let go. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

During the tug-of-war, things that shouldn’t be seen got exposed.

Scarlett’s neckline slipped down a bit, and the shocking hickey became visible to Ryan Ford.

Ryan Ford, who already had a quick temper, exploded upon seeing it.

"Did you sleep with another man last night?!"

Ryan Ford’s eyes reddened with disbelief—this revelation was even more shocking than witnessing Julian Ford in the car with another woman the previous night.

Of course, he had no idea the woman in question was the one currently standing before him.

To Ryan Ford, it was absolutely impossible for Scarlett to casually sleep with a random man.

If it escalated to the bedroom, it must have been long premeditated.

"Scarlett, are you playing me for a fool?"

The male mindset often employs a double standard.

Ryan Ford getting caught cheating would prompt excuses like ’men make these mistakes,’ and with a thicker skin, he didn’t even think he was wrong.

But being the victim of infidelity, the rage felt is as if suffering the greatest injustice.

Scarlett wished she could kick Ryan Ford’s head into orbit, but lacking the strength, she could only retaliate verbally:

"Yeah, I did make you a fool, what can you do about it?"

"Who was that guy? I’m going to deal with him!"

Just as Ryan Ford finished his threat, the slow footsteps approached from behind.

Julian Ford, impeccably dressed in a suit, strode up the steps.

His indifferent gaze lightly scanned Scarlett’s neckline, then shifted to Ryan Ford’s angry face, "Who are you going to deal with?"