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

Summer’s decision to procure the wine company in Q City was a last-minute idea, and not many knew about it. Yet, Quince had somehow managed to figure out her plan and even got here before us. He was obviously not a simple-minded man.

“You must be Ms. Stovall.” The manager got up at once and greeted Summer, mistaking me for her secretary. “I’ve heard that you’re young, but you’re way younger than I imagined. So young, yet so promising! Come in and have a seat.”

Summer shot me a glance, waiting for me to speak.

However, before I could do so, Quince’s broken Chanaean sounded. “Isn’t there a Chanaean saying that goes, ‘keep calm and take things as they come’? Or are you still afraid, Stovall?”

Hearing that, Summer immediately took my hand and led me to our seats with large, confident strides. Maintaining a calm composure, she addressed the room with a smile, revealing not the slightest hint of fear or doubt.

The manager seemed especially excited to collaborate with Fuller Corporation. “It’s our honor to collaborate with you, Ms. Stovall, and yet you came over here to meet us in person. You’re much too kind and sincere. Besides, Mr. Quince and I hit it off right away as well. With the three of us working together in the future, we’re definitely going to create a whole new empire in the wine industry, and Luscious Wines can see themselves out!”

He was obviously already a little inebriated, but his words were still making sense.

From the looks of it, Quince had stood in as a collaborator of Fuller Corporation and reached a verbal agreement with the manager about a future three-way collaboration before we arrived.

our intention to settle things quickly not work out, but we ended up also feeling intensely

and someone immediately came to pick him up once the meeting ended. Quince walked us to the door and asked to speak to me privately when we were

again, Stovall. Talk to Fuller when you get back and have him sign the contract with us as soon as possible. Don’t spoil things for us

gazed up at me with his eyes rolled up. It was indeed a rather frightening

misunderstanding. We’ve never been collaborators, and I’m

a bond between us ever

turned to walk away but doubled back only after a few steps.

that, he turned

figure leave, I could not help the

of trouble I had

to return empty-handed. Spotting Ashton waiting to pick us up at the arrival gates, we

have to abort our plan of procuring Q City’s wine company for now. If Quince thought of