When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I nodded and inquired, “What about AC?” The auditing process for Quinn Corporation might take some time.

“Mm! It’s going smoothly.”

I started flipping through the documents. Suddenly, I recalled I was supposed to go on a business trip tomorrow. Looking up, I asked, “What time is my flight to A City tomorrow?”

“5 a.m.!” After a brief pause, Stacey added, “We plan to wrap up things in A City in two days, so we should head there as early as possible. A representative from Harrison Credit will also come along.”

“Okay,” I replied. “I can go by myself. You should stay here to assist Harrison Credit and AC.”

“Sure!”

The rainy season in J City shrouded the city in the gloom. Yesterday, the sun was up for a few hours before it started pouring again.

At 5 p.m., I finally finished reading the documents. My eyes were dry, so I told Stacey to help me buy some eye drops.

After wrapping up my daily report, it was already 6 p.m.

My stomach was growling in hunger by now. I switched off my laptop and headed downstairs. It was time to get off work, so the employees were all exiting the building.

They greeted me politely as I made my way out. I forced out a smile and scurried out. There was a KFC right next to our building, so I entered and ordered a meal for one.

When I was waiting for my order to be prepared, a few young ladies greeted me shyly, “Ms. Stovall, what a coincidence!”

I nodded politely. I racked my brains, but couldn’t remember who the girls were.

Stovall, I’m Isabelle Leek from the

reminded me of who they were. As I was in charge of HiTech’s case now, I would occasionally

had a few thousand employees.

young ladies

didn’t know the higher-ups eat fried chicken like

higher-ups are human beings too.

than ours. I thought they’d eat something

restaurant and didn’t hear the

never be satisfied with what they had. When one was poor, one would work hard to earn money. But

day working tirelessly, I entered the car and began chomping on my fried chicken. A car honked in my direction, so

was parked right beside my vehicle. The only black Maybach I knew was parked

were rich enough to afford this car,

else had this car, so I thought it

the Maybach’s window rolled down, revealing Nick’s

How childish!

my eyes at him and showed him

he poked his head out. “You’re pregnant. How could you eat

I ignored his remark.

clearing up the trash, I started the engine and prepared to head

front of mine, blocking my

annoyed by

spend some time with

What was his problem?