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!”

slowed down and turned my head. I smiled awkwardly and addressed

you forget about the meeting today?” he asked

funk I’d been in since this morning. “Mr. Murphy, I’m really sorry. That was an oversight on my part,

before continuing, “I don’t doubt your capabilities since you’ve been employed at both Fuller Corporation and White Corporation before. That’s why I hired you without going through 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 now your

nodded several times and answered sincerely, “Yes, I

bad mood. He walked around me and left

still feeling uneasy about the whole

comfort me, “Mr. Murphy is always this serious when it comes to working. You’ll get used to it after a few

her, surprised and touched by her

well. For us women, if we refuse to become housewives that are crippled without their husbands, we can only fight

right, I have a tip for you. Mr. Murphy likes sweets,

unexpected. Armond has a sweet

he can’t skip his breakfast in the morning.

her advice. It took me a moment to get over my surprise at the new things I’d learned about Armond today. I then headed back to the office

I said, “Mr. Murphy, I’ve already reviewed these documents.

He continued reading the documents in his hand as I placed my stack on his desk. That was when I noticed that one

he might be in pain from his gastric problems instead of

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 I’ll head out