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

It took me a while to regain my composure. Afterward, we left the house and were greeted by Joseph, who stood waiting beside the car.

Although Ashton had mentioned arranging a chauffeur, I didn’t expect Joseph to be the one.

Noticing our arrival, he was quick to open the door. With one hand still on the handle, he greeted politely, “Ms. Stovall, Mr. Gregory, you’re here.” He smiled at the latter.

My son was delighted to see him. “Mr. Campbell!”

After Gregory entered the car, it dawned on me to ask, “Mr. Campbell, aren’t you busy? Are you sure it’s ok for you to accompany us?”

“There’s nothing to worry about. Also, Mr. Fuller won’t feel safe unless it’s me.” His voice was earnest.

Joseph’s overly respectful behavior puzzled me. Since he had been the one to gather intel about me, he should know that I am not Scarlett. There was no need for him to treat me as such.

Joseph, to look after him while he was out. “All

offered more privacy, especially against paparazzi. By the time we arrived, Alexander was already

Gregory. Sensing his intention, I pulled Gregory behind me, busting his attempt

needed time to warm up to strangers, what more, a six-year-old. Since Ashton trusted Gregory with me, I

released an awkward laugh. “Emery’s waiting for you in the private room.” Then, he half-squat to match Gregory’s eye level. “You must be Ashton’s

behind me. His eyes darted around nervously before replying,

adorable behavior. Then, he fished for some milk candies from his pocket and handed

not known Alexander’s identity, I would’ve assumed he was up to no

them and reluctantly pulled his

and placed them in his hands. “You can have

“Thank you, Uncle Zimmerman.”

Alexander on cloud nine. “Gregory, I have lots of other delicious food. Hamburgers, fried chicken,