I still hadn’t forgiven him for forcing himself on me the previous night, so I pretended not to have heard him.

“Scarlett!” he repeated, this time more forceful.

“Gregory said he had never eaten his mother’s homemade breakfast, so I made some to coax him. Is that what you want too, Mr. Fuller? Then again, I wouldn’t want to make your stomach upset from my food,” I replied, still refusing to make eye contact with him.

My snarky tone riled Ashton up, and he was about to rebuke me when one of his staff announced, “Mr. Campbell has arrived, Mr. Fuller.”

Now that he had work to tend to, Ashton shot an angry glance at me before stalking out in a huff.

Once I could no longer hear footsteps, I snuck a glance at the stairs.

So it seems like Ashton isn’t that easy to provoke.

There were still no signs of the man coming back even after twenty minutes had passed. When the maid started to clear the table, I decided to ask if she knew where he was.

“Mr. Fuller is currently in the study with Mr. Campbell.”

Joseph was still around put a dampener on my mood as I

outside the room. I tried to eavesdrop

I mustered up the courage and knocked

almost immediately; it was

with no intention of letting me in. “What’s the matter?” he

lips and sulked. “Don’t

had. I’m not picky,”

want a kid’s breakfast?” Is he trying to compete with his

personality, you don’t have to force yourself to make it

that, Ashton nodded toward the stairs behind me, hinting

a sudden realization. “What do you take me for, Ashton? Did you bring me here so you can order me around

he stuck his hands into his pockets. As soon as he leaned against the door, I could see

What are you

curled into a smirk. “Something you’d surely

he was keeping me in suspense, but even I had to

sigh, I sulked my way back into the kitchen and

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