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

Chapter 869

Abe glanced at Ashton, then sniggered.

“What were you planning to do, Holden? Why did you bring her in?” Abe asked menacingly.

Holden, however, turned to Ashton. “Mr. Fuller, it’s getting late. Mrs. Fuller looks a little tired. Perhaps you should be heading home to rest,” he suggested matter-of-factly.

“Holden Taylor, what exactly do you take me for?” Abe roared. With one swift motion, he furiously swept the cards off the table.

Holden, however, remained looking steadily in Ashton’s direction. “You’ll have to meet Dad tomorrow. You should get some rest tonight,” the man urged, a note of warning in his voice.

Indignant at having been ignored multiple times, Abe flew into a rage. He suddenly drew out a pistol and pointed it straight at Holden. “Taylor, let me ask you again, what do you take me for?” Abe bellowed.

 

The solid presence of the pistol immediately draped a dense cloak of tension over the room. Ashton silently shielded me with his body as he watched the situation unfold.

Holden, however, seemed accustomed to Abe’s behavior. He glared defiantly at Abe, then said coolly, “Mr. Abe, if you fire that pistol, I’m afraid neither of us will be walking out of Gold Star Casino tonight.”

 

Abe’s face had turned purple. He had evidently dedicated his full strength towards restraining his anger.

Fuller, perhaps some other day then. Don’t worry. There’ll be plenty of

politely. “I’ll be happy to meet for drinks. As for other activities, I still abide by the same principle that I won’t do anything to

declaration, Ashton grabbed my hand and practically hauled me out of the private room. I was utterly bewildered by the entire event and had so

raucous crowd with me in tow until we finally arrived at the exit. Zachary’s appointed personnel were already waiting

people

for us. A few burly men had thrown a man out of the casino and were now determinedly laying their fists and kicks into

but his cries fell on deaf ears. Only when they’d observed that the man was half dead did his assailants consider their mission complete. They

convulsed a few times as he lay on the ground. He struggled to get up but crumpled to the floor each time.

sudden surge of sympathy for the man. “Ashton, can we help him?”

jaw and said nothing. I didn’t press the matter either. It was a casino, after all.

in our path. Unable to drive away, we

He then stepped onto the accelerator as hard as he could. The sound of the engine revving

the hood of our car. Blood still shone freshly on his face and from the corner of his mouth. The man then cracked a smile at Ashton and

to Ashton. Do they know each other?

that, Ashton continued

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