When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love 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.”

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.”

After a pause, I asked tentatively, “Is the party important?”

fine. Go ahead and have a good rest then.” His voice was low and

I sent a message to Macy. After that, I spent some time preparing before

o’clock

coming and going on the streets. The address John

not step in immediately. Taking out my phone from my pocket, I called John, yet I could not get through to him. Just then, a young lady in a green dress ambled out from the

smile on her face, she looked at me and asked, “Are

Surprised, I nodded.

Mr. Stovall has given us his instructions. Please leave

up to the VIP room on the second floor. After giving some orders to a few people, she brought me

a fool. That being said, I had no idea what was John actually up to. It wasn’t

and said, “Ms. Stovall, don’t be nervous.

done. Looking at my almost unrecognizable self in the mirror, I frowned and

Bentley to wait for me outside the store.

get into the car, I stared at the man with my arms crossed and questioned, “What’s the address? Since I have a car,

doesn’t trust me?” the chauffeur asked

and replied

long for him to recomposed himself though as he tried to convince me with a smile on his face, “Ms.

the crap and just tell me the address.” I wasn’t going to let my guard down

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