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

I gave him a faint smile. “Oh, so it belongs to your wife? Seems like I’m the one who had overthought. But I do hope to meet your wife one day.”

Just then, the elevator arrived, and Derek changed the topic, ushering Ashton into the elevator. When we reached the destination, he excused himself and went away.

Ashton glanced at me and said, “You’re normally a quiet person, but you’re surprisingly chatty with Derek just now. Did he offend you before?”

I shrugged nonchalantly and found myself a seat to sit. “Not really, but he did infuriate me before. I really dislike him. He abandoned his wife and his child, and yet he still had the nerve to say that the company belongs to his wife. What a jerk!”

He looked at me curiously and asked, “How did you know about his background?”

I pursed my lips. “His ex-wife is Linda, and she is a single parent. He does not have a wife at all, so it was all lies. He was the one who owns the company. Hmph, I swear I’ve never seen such a corrupt person.”

As I continued to badmouth Derek, Ashton gazed at me amusedly.

Suddenly, Rachel came over and passed a document to Ashton. When she saw me sitting beside him, she furrowed her brows, displeased with my presence. She probably thought that it was inappropriate for me to observe the tendering process.

ignored her. After he looked through the document, he looked at her and asked, “Is Motha Group a financial investment

a small company recently, managed by a young girl. They are not doing so well,

Who would be their representative

the former chairperson, Scott Webster. Her name is Hailey Webster. She is still quite young. Rumor has it

seemingly deep in his

event started. Rachel had always been competent at work, so it was not a surprise that she could manage the entire tendering process without Ashton’s guidance. Hence, he did not participate in the facilitation process but only observed the tendering among the members

about to fall asleep when a young lady with a cold, impassive face went up

special about her, but it was hard not to notice an adolescent who looked about seventeen years

was wearing a black dress, looking a little gloomy. She stood on the stage, swept a glance over the audience, and

from the audience. An expert in construction tendering would probably comment that her proposal did not have any points that stood out, so

soul in a living body. I did not know why I

came down from the stage as soon as she ended her presentation. Nonetheless, I could not help but stare at her as she walked past me. Noticing that someone was looking at her, she glanced in my

cold; there was not

stage. The Fuller Corporation was a big company, after all. Hence, many corporations were eager to win the