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

We were caught in a traffic jam when we were just a street away from the club due to the evening peak hours.

I watched glumly as the numbers on the countdown indicator of the traffic light ticked down at a snail’s pace. Feeling restless, I decided to roll down the windows and gazed at the moving traffic on the opposite street instead.

Suddenly, I spotted Lucas’ face through the window of a black BMW whizzing along in the traffic. I instinctively followed the car with my gaze until it reached the end of the road and disappeared around the corner.

I was not sure if it was an illusion, but I somehow felt as if I had seen the woman who was in the car with him before.

“What’s wrong?” asked Ashton, sensing that something was up with me.

“I think I just spotted Lucas.” I pointed to the left. “He just went that way. I think he’s just been to the club.”

“I see,” Ashton responded shortly. With a slight glance toward the back seat, he asked, “Is everything okay at the club?”

Nodding, Summer gazed back at him innocently. Then, as if struck by a thought, she hurriedly took out her phone and checked through her messages to make sure she had not missed anything. Only then did she answer, “Yes, there were only a few trivial matters, all of which I’d dealt with before boarding the plane.”

nod and asked no further questions. Just then, the lights turned green,

remained indifferent, but I could sense a hint of

the club in no time at all. Stopping the car at the entrance, Ashton did not even bother removing the car

her assistant came out

moved past him and went straight

but the assistant recognized who he was in an instant and froze unwittingly as he strode past, stunned by the powerful

find trouble here just now?” Summer interrupted his

even come today.” The assistant came back to his senses and flashed her a grin. “Only Lucas and a few of his guys dropped by earlier. Otherwise,

mafia and carried fierce vibes. Their mere presence was terrifying, and the employees were always nervous around them. Naturally, they were happy and

of the assistant’s statement. She halted

surprised. He swiveled backward and yelled for the manager, “Ms. York? Are you there?” He turned back, puzzled. “That’s strange. She was just here a moment ago. I wonder where

this, we all sensed that

darkened instantly, and she sounded exceedingly displeased when she spoke again. “What

this powerful and authoritative side of herself. Shocked, the assistant immediately minded his behavior and relayed