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

Chapter 81

Chapter 81 

Like a devil, his mere presence instilled terror in others. Such was the description that fitted John Stovall.

“You!” He hung up after spitting out the word sinisterly.

Just when a myriad of emotions was rushing through me, a message soon arrived from him. It read: Lucksville Lane 221, four o’clock. Letty, be there or be square.

As I held onto my phone, looking at his message time and again, I forced myself to calm down. I tried to convince myself that it was impossible for a person to fall into the same trap over and over again.

Since I could not avoid John, I might as well brainstorm a way to make him stay away from me on his own accord.

Bzzzzzzttt! My phone vibrated suddenly, indicating an incoming call.

It was Ashton. The moment I picked up the call, a frosty voice filled with indifference came from the other end of the line, “Get ready. You’ll be accompanying me to a party later.”

Still feeling troubled because of the matter regarding John, I tried to come up with an excuse after a pause, “Is it necessary for me to attend? I’m feeling a little unwell today. I want to stay home and have a good rest.”

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There was silence on the other end of the line before it was broken by his deep voice. “Is it very serious?”

Shaking my head, I assured him, “It’s not that serious, but I don’t want to go out.”

pause, I asked

have a good rest then.” His voice was low

to Macy. After that, I spent some time preparing before getting

four o’clock in

were coming and

to a high-end private

phone from my pocket, I called John, yet I could not get through to him. Just then, a young lady in a green

on her face, she looked at me and asked, “Are you Ms.

Surprised, I nodded.

she said, “Please come in, Ms. Stovall. Don’t worry. Mr. Stovall has given

the VIP room on the second floor. After giving

since I wasn’t a fool. That being said, I had no idea what wasJohn actually up to. It wasn’t before long before

and said, “Ms. Stovall, don’t be nervous. Since Mr. Stovall has already prepared

the whole process was done. Looking at my almost unrecognizable self

instead arranged for a black, sleek Bentley to wait for me outside the store. As I glanced at the

arms crossed and questioned, “What’s the address? Since I have

this means that Ms. Stovall doesn’t trust me?” the chauffeur

nodded and replied

himself though as he tried to convince me with a smile on his face, “Ms. Stovall, don’t worry. Mr. Stovall just wants to bring you

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