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

My knees and arms were bloody from being knocked to the ground, and my body was covered in dust.

I was lucky that these were only superficial wounds. Ashton lowered his head and tended to my wounds. There was a hint of anger on his perfectly sculpted face. His anger became even more obvious when I flinched as he was sanitizing my wounds with iodine solution.

He lifted his head and looked at me as he asked in a low voice, “Does it hurt?”

I shook my head and managed a slight smile. “Not really!” I wasn’t lying. After all, they were just external wounds, so it was nothing unbearable.

He pursed his lips and continued to work on my wounds. I knew he was mad at me for not staying at home.

Ashton had not said a single word even after he was done with my wounds. Just then, Joseph sent over some clothes for me to change into. He tried to say something but he bit his tongue at the sight of his boss.

Ashton turned to look at me. “Can you change on your own?”

I nodded. Of course I can.

He hummed in acknowledgement and said nothing else.

turned around and headed for the private restroom. Soon after, Joseph’s voice rang. I could still hear him as the private restroom

They made no changes to the machinery after taking it from us. So far, they have not launched

the base of the Lavelian Village project not long after it had been launched. However, no further follow-ups ensued. Ashton and Armond

decided to rebuild another machinery. I had thought that that would be the end of the problem, but now it was clear as day that someone was looking to set Ashton

launch such a big-scale AI exhibition, showcasing its sophisticated technology without stirring up any response both locally and internationally? Everything about

core technology. Then, spread the word that Fuller Corporation had been ransacked in A City,

We have identified all reporters who had gotten too close, or hurt Mrs. Fuller in any way through the security footage at our entrance. They have all promised that the identified personnel will never be employed

“Good.”

fell silent. It seemed

changed my clothes, and since my wounds were already taken care of, I

restroom, I was greeted by the sight of

my head. “No.

a moment, I parted my lips

and looked at me seriously. “All media outlets and TV stations in K City will never employ them.” There was not a trace

else. I knew that it wasn’t easy for reporters to climb the ranks in K City’s media industry, especially to the ranks of being able to get firsthand news and to get the chance to mingle among the rich and powerful, much less to be able to interview these people. It must have taken those people decades of work just to get