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

As Garrett spoke, he picked up the glass of whiskey on the table and brought it to his mouth, taking a sip. When he lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of his eye. With the wine glass in his hand, he started strolling toward me.

Judging from the wrinkles on his face, he was already in his fifties. But still, he was filled with vigor, his solid muscles rendering him particularly strong. His eyes that were accustomed to carnage and bloodshed were like sharp blades, intent on carving me up.

A second before he stepped right into my personal space, Nathaniel stepped forward and inserted himself between us.

“The matters of the organization have nothing to do with her, Mr. Jensen,” Nathaniel remarked.

Garrett swept a gaze over him, the look in his eyes turning deadly in a flash, carrying intense oppression. Despite having someone separating us, a chill inexorably struck me.

However, Nathaniel stood firm against the pressure and budged nary an inch.

That was clearly beyond Garrett’s expectation, for scrutiny manifested in his eyes as he stared at the man.

It was as though he suddenly didn’t know him anymore.

on the shoulder with a

the couch with his wine glass in hand. When he had finished the liquor, he placed the glass on the coffee table at

crossed his legs, propping a hand on the arm of the couch while idly resting the other on his knee. He studied the two of us

had instructed me

will not change anything. However, I can promise you that the organization’s profit will double in the next three years. It’s just three years, so you still have that long,

as a pensive smile lifted the corner of his mouth, seemingly doubting the man’s statement greatly. After some time,

the truth.”

darkness that carried brewing fury overtaking his features. In an exceedingly caustic voice, he retorted, “It’s your duty to manage the business well, not your bargaining chip to blackmail me! I told you

left with no retort. He merely stood there like a statue without

right away that I was the “ticking time bomb” he mentioned.

was wholly right to say that Nathaniel’s authority among

response from him, Garrett jutted his chin at the man

threw the bodyguards behind me a look.

over, the man deftly whipped out a gun. With the barrel aimed right