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

Pitcoin continued trending, but the Queens and the Zieglers’ court case had become a piping hot topic and everyone was waiting for the final verdict.

Some people looked forward to seeing the nouveau riche cum business legend emerge to victory miraculously, while others envisioned K City’s number one career woman bowing in apology. They had different reasons for wanting to see her fall, but ultimately, everyone was eager to push Thora and her investment company into the eye of the storm.

However, before Thora announced her response, it was Bryson’s father, William’s birthday.

Bryson had already sent an invitation to the Stovall residence, stating that the entire Stovall family was invited. Due to Louis’ status, he found an excuse to politely refuse. Hence, only John, Emma and I attended the banquet.

The Queen family managed to knock Ziegler Corporation down a notch because of the lawsuit. Once word got out, businessmen all over K City no longer treated Bryson coldly. On the day of the banquet, the scene was surprisingly lively. When we arrived, there were already a few rarely-seen owners of listed companies chatting away happily with Bryson.

“Oh, Ms. Stovall!” Bryson instantly spotted us when we passed through the doors, leaving his guests to come over and greet us. “I don’t know why the staff didn’t announce the arrival of my distinguished guests. I’m so sorry for my poor hospitality.”

must be Mr. Stovall. I’ve heard a lot about you

eye to John’s stoic expression, Bryson grabbed his hand with both hands and flashed a flattering smile at

Mr. Queen. It’s your father’s birthday today. My uncle wanted to drop by to see him, but he’s just too busy with his official duties and really couldn’t step away, so he wanted me to wish your father a blessed birthday and a long life on his behalf. However, I’ll have to trouble you to relay this message, Mr. Queen. There

you guys get tired, go out from the side door and walk all the way to the end. I’ve specially prepared a private room for you to rest. When the

the degree of Bryson’s double standards. I never thought that such a burly and rough-looking man would be so

of the night after

Bryson. Subsequently, his gaze landed on John and I. “This must be Mr. Stovall and Ms. Stovall. I’ve heard so

us.” I smiled lightly and nodded in greeting before smoothly steering the topic

he could respond, I exchanged glances with John and Emma before walking toward a

Bryson, sandwiching him in