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.

Gregory’s identity still a secret, Ashton would definitely want someone trustworthy, like Joseph, to look after him while he was

our meetup because it offered more privacy, especially against paparazzi. By the time

zealously. Although he called my name, his eyes were on Gregory. Sensing his intention, I pulled Gregory behind me,

strangers, what more,

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

his head out from behind me. His eyes darted around

he fished for some milk candies from his pocket and handed

identity, I would’ve assumed he

loved sweets, he resisted the urge to take them and reluctantly pulled his gaze away. Then he looked at me. “Ms. Stovall, can

and placed them in his hands. “You can have them. But what should you

“Thank you, Uncle Zimmerman.”

small interaction had Alexander on cloud nine. “Gregory, I have lots of other delicious food. Hamburgers,