When There Is Nothing Left But Love

No matter how enchanting his words were, anything that came out of his mouth sounded malicious. Forcefully suppressing my fear deep inside, I put on a tough front and asked, “What have you done with Macy?”

Raising his hand, he edged closer and peered at me before saying casually, “She’s fine.” Lifting up my chin, he remarked helplessly, “Letty, you’ve grown thinner, but you still look stunning still!”

I lowered my gaze, refusing to talk to him.

“J City’s Harrison Family is a prominent centuries-old clan. They have produced many top military leaders and politicians throughout the years. In the business world, they are second to none. You’d better stay close to me later.” he said with a strict tone.

Hearing that made me frown. It’s been five years since we last met, I wonder what he has been doing for all these years/ How did he transform himself from a hacker into someone who could reach the pinnacle in both business and politics?

Just as I was lost in my thoughts, my ride came to a stop outside a European-styled luxurious villa. John alighted first from the car before opening my side of the door and ushered me out in a gentlemanly manner. He then whispered in my ear, “Make sure you hold my arms at all times.”

I hated and feared his hypocrisy. His smiling façade was simply revolting. He had always been the type of person who would stab someone in the back without even blinking an eye. Everything nice he ever did was always the precursor to his evil intent.

Yet I had no choice but to listen to him. Holding onto his arms, I got off the car.

The villa was architecturally elegant outside while tinged with culturally inspired design on the inside. The entrance led not into a hall as per a normal villa, but rather a cobblestone path that meandered through a small garden before arriving at the actual hall.

Walking arm-in-arm with John, I strutted on smoothly in my high heels.

Outside the hall, I caught sight of Ashton standing not far in front. He was clad in a black suit and a white shirt underneath. With crisp-white collars, short-cropped hair, and groomed-sharp features, he looked handsomely stunning.

exuded a strong, manly aura that even among the crowd,

on me that this elegant party was Cameron Anderson’s aforementioned birthday banquet. Ashton, together with many from the J City’s

hand. By showing up

fear and worry and abruptly

the type of person to miss out on opportunities to torment others. Grabbing my hand forcefully, he

as sweat started

eyes to look in the direction of Ashton, I realized to my horror that he had his sights on me too.

attention to John and greeted, “Mr. Stovall, it’s

John know each

pulled me closer as he smiled, “Indeed, Mr. Fuller. It has been a while since our

seemed ordinary enough that I

gaze onto me and queried, “And who’s this

John’s false admission clearly shocked Ashton. The latter’s

on the street is that Mr. Stovall has no interest in women. But

not that I don’t have interest in women. It’s just that I’ve been waiting for the right one to

narrowed his eyes dangerously as his

so in the future, but for now, the matter itself had been exacerbated to a critical point. All I wished at that moment was for a hole to open up and swallow

by John. I dared not open my mouth either to denied the nonsense he