When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 822

“Oh, I’m not a fast typist,” I replied, startled.

“That’s fine. I’ll dictate, and you type,” Ashton said impatiently as he stood up for me to take his seat.

He pulled me to his chair before I could protest. “Fuller Corporation and its subsidiaries…” Ashton began his narration.

After a few paragraphs, I couldn’t take it any longer. “These are your work documents, so it’s not appropriate for me to be looking at inside information of the company.”

“My arm is injured,” he said stubbornly.

I didn’t know what to say to that, so the only thing I could do was what he wanted.

Rebecca stood at the corner of the room, her exquisite face looking pale.

After a continuous couple of days of frantic activity for the Lavelian Village project, we finally had the chance to take a break.

To our surprise, Harvest Festival was almost upon us. Back in the city, I racked my brain for a way to apply for a leave from Armond for a trip back to K City.

I had been on the phone with Summer every night for the past couple of days. She told me that she missed me, and my eyes welled up with tears every time I heard that.

regarding the next phase of the Lavelian Village project. Since I

was unexpected. “Scarlett, do you have a

feeling about it and rejected her outright. “I’m sorry, Ms. Larson. Now

“It’s just that I have heard you had a near-death experience

did she know

for your concern, Ms.

Ms. Stovall,” said Rebecca. “I was thinking of talking to you about that incident. Perhaps

few days that I had completely forgotten to follow up with him. And now Rebecca called me out of the blue

exactly do you mean?” I

to do a little digging on my

I said and headed straight to

to

a café which wasn’t hard to locate. Rebecca was already seated when I arrived and was admiring the scene outside

I was here but did not deign to look at me at first. She narrowed her eyes and took another sip of her coffee. “It tasted its best when it was bitter. It’s not the same

did not enjoy anything bitter whether it was food or

ordered a glass of juice for myself. Rebecca remained silent the entire time. “Ms. Larson, are we here for the pleasure of my company?” I asked

not!”

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