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

The last thing I saw before going into the elevator was Ashton’s sendoff, though he looked worried. “Drive around the area,” I told Millie after getting into the car.

Millie threw me a look of surprise, but when she noticed that I wasn’t kidding, she revved the engine up.

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We came back to Fuller Corporation five minutes later, but Millie parked the car where nobody could see us. The headlamps and taillights were turned off to keep anyone from noticing us. We could see everyone who came in and out of the company, but none of them could see us.

Once Millie stopped the car, I rolled the window down and stared at the revolving door.

Millie was getting bored from my antics, so she lit up a particularly slender cigarette, hung her arm over the window, and puffed. She had always been a wild one, that Millie.

a great sadness with her. Most women who smoked did. I looked at her, then I got choked by the smoke,

one last time before tossing the half-finished cigarette away, then

we were equals, so she didn’t have to pay too much attention

me. Her eyes were darker than black, but they were also gleaming with danger and curiosity. “Most women I’ve met only care about themselves. Well,

doing. Well, I was checking up on my husband at his company in the dead of the night. Anyone would think Ashton

Millie. She didn’t care about the little

and having two powerful families backing me up. Millie thought I should live my life to the fullest, but there I was, snooping around to see if my husband was cheating. At least that was how it seemed to her. Of course, she’d think I

but then I noticed Ashton and Joseph coming out of the company—Ashton was hunched. They hurried to

told her, but Millie had done that before I could finish my sentence. She was a