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

“What kind of logic is that?” Emery countered with a hint of contempt. “If you regard yourself as a commodity, then you should act like one. A commodity has value. Do you know your value? “Why on earth did you attach such a high value to yourself when you’re a commodity that has changed hands every so often? Do you think you’re worth that much? You’re a commodity that has zero aesthetic and practical value, yet you price yourself as a customized commodity. Do you think you’re worth that price? Well, the answer is no.”

Oh my God, Emery is simply… Amazing!

All at once, Yvonne’s face flushed bright red at her lecture. After a long while, she glared at her and snapped, “What has that got to do with you? How’s that your business?”

At that, Emery merely snickered, not in the mood to continue debating with her. “It’s indeed none of my business. Let’s go!”

Naturally, there was no way we could continue with the meal after that debacle. As Emery strode out of the restaurant while dragging Camelia and me along, she muttered, “People are really ridiculous nowadays. Her values are erroneous, yet she doesn’t allow anyone else to point them out. Come on!”

After saying that, she turned to me with a frown. “Well, I’m curious. How did you get acquainted with that freak? Damn it, she’s just pissing me off so badly!”

Startled for a moment, my gaze remained locked on hers. With the corners of my mouth twitching, I replied, “You don’t remember her? She was a hostess at your nightclub back then. She was forced to drink, so John and I intervened. I later got her a job at Nick’s company, but it wasn’t long before she got her hooks into John.”

Are you serious? It’s been so long that

straight to the mall. Once those two women started shopping, they were in a world of their own. When the shopping spree

I sat at the lounge on the first floor and waited for

just sat down for a brief second when I spotted a man dragging Yvonne out of the mall

I won’t do it anymore. I beg you! I’ll give you all the money, so please let go of my hair!” Yvonne wailed at the top of

on her. Instead, his grip on her became increasingly brutal.

unpleasant, and he proclaimed that in a booming voice, so everyone around them heard that. As they unwittingly attracted people’s attention, an elderly lady stepped forward and persuaded, “Young man,

mind doing it with any man and has now given me STD! This is all on her! Not only is

she stared at the man as she rebutted in a tearful and aggrieved voice, “I didn’t! It wasn’t me! You’re the one who contracted it, for I’ve got

At that strike, Yvonne

even when you were together with Mr. Stovall? Did you think that wealthy men have no STD? Even if they

unease flooded me. Could it be that I’ve truly hit the nail on the head, and Yvonne