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Chapter 460 He's Mine

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Gemma tried to stare a hole in Scarlett.

"What did you say?" Gemma demanded.

"The guys are talking about letting women in the MC starting with me," Scarlett repeated.

"Are you trying to be funny?"

"Obviously it was a failed attempt," Scarlett said drily.

"What was the meeting about?" Gemma asked impatiently.

"You are going to have to ask one of the guys."

"Just tell me what I want to know."

"I know some of the rules. Keeping my mouth shut is a big rule. If I tell you what we talked about, you will let Jax and the guys know that I talked. I would rather be on the right side of Jax and the guys than you."

Gemma really hated Scarlett for outsmarting her, but she hated her even more for being invited to sit in at a SAMCRO meeting. In all of her time being an old lady with JT and Clay, she had never been allowed to take part in a meeting. Here was this scheming little bitch waltzing out of an MC meeting like she was the queen when she was the damned queen.

"Playing the damsel in distress and getting the whole club to come running. You must feel good about that," Gemma said.

Scarlett walked past Gemma and took a seat at a table a couple of yards away from her.

"I'm not saying anything. Talk to the MC."

That smug little bitch. Gemma wanted to slap the expression off her face. She was deliberately being evasive. Well, she'd come up with a way to knock that blonde whore off balance.

"I saw what was in that envelope."

That worked, Gemma thought triumphantly. Scarlett's face turned bright red and she sucked in her breath.

"Good for you," Scarlett said, recovering her composure quickly. "I can make you your own copy if you like."

"If you think you can keep Jax with kinky sex, you must be desperate."

"Gemma, if you think that stuff was kinky, you need to spend a couple of hours on the internet."

Gemma stood up and put her hands on her hips.

"You knew that I would open that envelope. You set me up because you knew Jax would find out and it would cause problems."

Scarlett stood up keeping the table between her and Gemma.

"No, I didn't know that. The envelope was sealed and marked confidential. Stupid me for assuming that you would respect that."

"You think you can take Jax away from me, drive a wedge between us. Think again. I gave birth to him. I know what's best for him. You are not what's best for him."

"Jax isn't a baby. He's an adult. He doesn't need his mother making his choices for him and dictating his life."

"He's mine. Get out of his life," Gemma said.

She was too caught up in the moment to notice the doors to the chapel had opened and Jax and Clay heard her words.

"Get out of the clubhouse," Jax said.

Gemma looked at Scarlett believing that Jax couldn't possibly be speaking to her.

"Gemma," Jax said, "I mean you."

"Go," Clay said.

Gemma couldn't believe that her son and her old man were ordering her out of the clubhouse. And the blonde whore just looked at her with that smug look that Gemma still wanted to slap off her face.