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

hanging up the call, I sent a message to Macy. After that, I spent some time preparing before getting in my car and drove directly to the address sent by

was four o’clock in

the streets. The address John sent me

up, I did not step in immediately. Taking out my phone from my pocket, I called John, yet I

face, she looked at me and asked, “Are you Ms. Scarlett

Surprised, I nodded.

Ms. Stovall. Don’t worry. Mr. Stovall

giving some

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

escorted to the dressing table, the girl in green dress smiled at me and said, “Ms. Stovall, don’t be nervous. Since Mr. Stovall has already prepared everything, all you need to do is cooperate

ten minutes or so, the whole process was done. Looking at my almost unrecognizable self in the mirror, I frowned and

himself did not show up but instead arranged for a black, sleek Bentley to wait for me outside the store. As I glanced

man with my arms crossed and questioned, “What’s the address? Since I

that Ms. Stovall doesn’t trust me?” the chauffeur asked with a

nodded and replied curtly,

be so brusquely direct, he was slightly taken aback. It didn’t take long for him to recomposed himself though as he tried to convince me with a smile on his face, “Ms. Stovall, don’t worry. Mr. Stovall just wants to bring you to a party where

going to let my

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