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

Just a few seconds later, I realized with a start that something was amiss. I leaped to my feet and dashed out of the private room. Meanwhile, Holden raced after me, but my rapid acceleration had already placed me beyond his reach.

The lobby looked just as it had when we’d first entered. Even the people lounging around lazily were the same. Out of the corner of my eye, however, I felt the combined gazes of those who had been playing poker at the side suddenly turning towards me.

Coincidence? Most probably not, I mused.

I surveyed the lobby. Turning around, I raised my voice and called towards Holden, who was just catching up, “Ashton had a great deal of faith in you. I was the one who had a bad feeling about you, so I kept an eye out. I didn’t know whether the Moore family would be able to bankrupt you, but I’m pretty sure they can manage to humiliate you, at the very least.”

Holden wrinkled his brow. With a glint in his eyes, he asked, “What do you mean by that?”

I scoffed, “Holden, you were the mastermind, so you should have thoroughly investigated everyone involved before proceeding with your plan. It was pure negligence on your part to underestimate me.”

Holden bit his lip, his face growing darker. He then took a step forward, towered over me, and demanded, “Who are you?”

I shrugged, smiling faintly. “How shall I say this? Perhaps I should start from the beginning. My name is Scarlett. I was born in R Province, and my Grandma was the one who raised me. My parents searched for me for many years, and I only reunited with them recently. I only just found out that I’m Zachary and Cameron’s daughter. They’re giants in the commercial world, and I’m lucky to be their daughter. I have to admit that it’s rather convenient for me to ride on their reputation sometimes.”

Hearing that, Hunter’s frown deepened. “Wasn’t Larson the last name of the daughter that Zachary brought home? You…”

then replied, “Sorry to disappoint you. There was a bit of a

eyes, a hint of suspicion still lurking in his gaze. I met his eyes without flinching, then said evenly, “Holden, you seem rather doubtful still. Why don’t you bet on it then?

my phone and dialed Zachary. The phone

was still a glimmer of skepticism in his

still at the casino. Ashton isn’t with me at the

“All right. Send my greetings

steadfastly gazing at Holden.

on speaker mode, and Holden was naturally privy to the entire conversation. When he heard our conversation, he glanced at me,

punched in another number. This time, the recipient answered

had grown thunderous. Through gritted teeth,

for a moment. If Ashton and I haven’t left this place within half an hour, don’t wait for me to

readily

up, Holden looked at me and begrudgingly admitted,

a choice. Besides, isn’t it better to nip things in the bud? We can’t go about placing our lives in the hands of

my remark. He then brought me to another spot on the second floor, past multiple private rooms. At the last room in the back, Holden keyed in