In Love, Never Say Never

These words imply that we’re abusing our power to oppress others.

Her words angered Louis, who had always been a principled and honest person, and he ignored her.

He looked at me instead. Obviously, he wanted to know her identity.

Biting my lips, I responded, “She’s the only daughter of Stanley Newton.”

Louis’ expression darkened as he fell silent.

I said to the calm and composed Colin, “Carry on eating with the kids and Uncle Louis. I’ll handle this.”

Colin glanced at me but did not say much. After muttering something to Louis, he brought the two kids inside.

As an esteemed official, there were things that Louis could not say openly. He looked at me briefly, then followed suit, leaving behind Joyce and myself.

Not wanting to speak rashly, I remained indifferent while looking for a place to sit.

Joyce’s expression was awful. She probably felt frustrated at not being taken seriously despite making a big fuss for a long time.

She pulled herself together and looked at me. “Scarlett, what do you want me to do?”

a faint smile, I chose my words carefully. “Had it not been for the men standing behind me at this moment, it would have been me begging

found two sturdy men to give me a hard time. Thankfully, I escaped death and avoided

the relationship between humans is extremely important. It can help save a life or get

she looked at me. “What

one can press any charges on him. Otherwise, he’ll be in trouble. I’ve recorded every single word you said to Mr. Stovall. From a legal perspective, the way you’ve alleged him for misusing his power for personal gains

huffed. “Scarlett, you’re

that would affect my quality of life. Hence, I simply replied, “Ms. Newton, you should leave now. Staying here doesn’t help and it will

any disadvantages. She didn’t know the people around me back then. Therefore, she couldn’t care less about what I did or said to

before she acts. After Joyce’s

all of them turning up at the same

his assistant after dinner whereas

her playmate, Summer went to bed

age. The beautiful midsummer night

cicadas was the characteristic sound of late summer.

a loud knock at the door. I got up to answer it. It

dim street lamp, the man’s eyes looked even deeper. His slender body stood

me in his arms quietly. A faint

assisted him into the

as

was quite chilly outside so I took him back