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.

the document, he looked at

an investment company, but it has changed into a small company recently, managed by a young girl. They are not doing

would be their

that Ashton would ask more about the company. “It’s the daughter of the former chairperson, Scott Webster. Her name is Hailey Webster. She is still quite young. Rumor has it that she took over the deteriorating company not long after her father passed away. Currently, their business is just barely

deep in his

entire tendering process without Ashton’s guidance. Hence, he did not participate in the facilitation

passed, and the big companies were finally done with their proposal presentations. I was about to fall asleep when a young

was hard not to notice an adolescent who looked about seventeen years old presenting on the stage

looking a little gloomy. She stood on the stage, swept a glance over the audience, and started

proposal did not have any points that stood out, so it was rather boring

body. I did not know why I would describe her in this way,

no questions were asked from the host, and she came down from the stage as soon as she ended her presentation. Nonetheless, I could not help but stare at

felt inexplicably cold; there was not even

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