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

I tried to clear up the awkward tension in the air by making some small talk. “Mr. Murphy, have you had your breakfast yet?”

I almost forgot that my current job entailed looking after his meals.

He left my question hanging as he turned and headed into his office.

I wondered what I should do. In the end, I went downstairs to get some pastries for him. When I returned to the office, Armond was gone.

I didn’t see Linda either. That was when I realized that there was a meeting this morning. I hurried to the conference room.

The person who was presenting his slides stopped talking when I entered the room. My embarrassment grew when I noticed that everyone in the room had turned to look at me.

Erm, awkward much!

I addressed my apology to everyone in the conference room. “Sorry for the interruption! And sorry I’m late for the meeting.”

Armond was seated at the front of the conference room. He shot me an intense gaze before motioning for the presenter to continue.

The meeting seemed to last for ages, and my hangover didn’t make things any better. When the meeting finally ended, I got up to leave and was stopped by Armond.

“Scarlett!”

head. I smiled awkwardly

forget about the

an attempt to clear myself of the funk I’d been in since this morning. “Mr. Murphy, I’m really sorry. That was an oversight on my part, and I

an interview with HR. But this doesn’t mean that you can gloss over the regulations in Murphy Corporation. Scarlett, you have to treat every job you take on seriously since it’s

and answered sincerely, “Yes, I

mood. He walked around me

still feeling uneasy about the

Murphy

tilted my head to look at her, surprised and touched by

if we refuse to become housewives that are crippled without their husbands,

back to me and said, “Oh right, I have a tip for you. Mr. Murphy likes sweets, though he doesn’t eat them very often. You can carry some sweets with you. Who knows, it might

was unexpected. Armond has a

Murphy has gastric problems, so he can’t skip his breakfast in the morning. It would be good

my surprise at the new things I’d learned about Armond today. I then headed

angry at me. Cautiously, I said, “Mr. Murphy, I’ve already reviewed these documents. They’re all good to

acknowledgment without looking at me. He continued reading the documents in his hand as I placed my stack on his desk. That was when

as I realized he might be in pain from his gastric problems instead of

out a few sweets from my pocket and placed them on the desk. I said apologetically, “Mr. Murphy, I’m really sorry about what happened this morning. Please have a few sweets first to stave off the pain, and