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.”

still around put a dampener on my mood as I trudged my

to the study, I could vaguely hear their voices from outside the room. I tried

up the courage

immediately; it was Ashton who

door with no intention of letting

my lips and sulked. “Don’t you

picky,” he

want a kid’s breakfast?” Is he

you don’t have to force yourself to make it if you don’t want to, Ms.

behind me, hinting that I should take

“What do you take me for, Ashton? Did you bring me here

pockets. As soon as he leaned against the door, I could see Joseph behind him, holding on to a stack of documents. “Don’t you want

are you

into a smirk. “Something you’d surely be interested

he was keeping me in suspense, but even I

kitchen and made the same breakfast for Ashton as I had for

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