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.

what he said about safety made sense. With Gregory’s identity still a secret, Ashton would definitely want someone trustworthy, like Joseph, to look after

more privacy, especially against paparazzi. By the time

called my name, his eyes were on Gregory. Sensing his intention, I pulled Gregory behind

chuckled triumphantly. Even adults needed time to warm up to strangers, what more, a six-year-old. Since Ashton trusted Gregory with

match Gregory’s eye level. “You must be Ashton’s son, Gregory, right? You can call me

out from behind me. His eyes darted around nervously before

stop grinning at his adorable behavior. Then, he fished for some milk

identity, I would’ve assumed he was up to

and reluctantly

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

“Thank you, Uncle Zimmerman.”

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