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

Her smile froze on her face and slid off a moment later. “I am curious,” she continued as if I had said nothing. “With what kind of a person you’ve managed to offend to make them want to kill you. And in such a manner too! Straight to the morgue. That’s pretty cold if you know what I mean.”

I shrugged. “Yes, I stay up all night thinking about it too,” I replied nonchalantly. “What did you manage to uncover, Ms. Larson?”

Rebecca was visibly irritated at not being able to upset me thus far, but she obliged me nonetheless. “I did not discover much, or it could be that Ash had been looking in the wrong direction. After you were brought out of the lift, the person who brought you into the morgue was not the same person who drugged you. That person may not even be a man.”

I frowned at her words. “I’m curious, Ms. Larson. Where did you get this piece of information from?”

“That doesn’t matter,” she said coldly. “What matters is that you shouldn’t let Ash get into trouble again for you.”

“What do you know?” I asked sternly.

Rebecca seemed to have lost her cool demeanor from earlier. I leaned closer. “Rebecca, if you meant what you said about doing all of this for Ashton, you owe it to him to tell me everything you know.”

difficult for me had gone awry

him twice, and both times did you fail to find a man who’s more willing to spend his money on you than he is. At the end

not being able

in danger for me?” I said, losing all pretense. “Rebecca, do you know why he chose me despite the greater compatibility he shares with

speaking of him spending his money on me: I’ve always thought that you would at least have some semblance of decency, but it appears that you are severely lacking in that department. You’re always somebody who buys what you want without ever working for it. Who is the one to pay for your branded goods? Your house and car? Isn’t it all from Ashton? You’ve used your brother’s death to guilt him into paying for all your expenses, not to mention instigating Cameron to harm her own child and nearly destroying his marriage. Don’t you think that you

“parasite”, Rebecca slammed her fist down on the table.

viciously as if she would like to devour me. “You think I have no shame, don’t you?”

the eyes and nodded.

enjoyed quarreling with others, and I certainly did not feel comfortable putting them in their place. But

matter to me even if she didn’t. She was a woman who wouldn’t concern herself with these things. The