When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“I don’t care! Figure out yourself how you’re going to clean my suit!” Not wanting to say more, Joe took the food in his hand and walked to Rebecca’s side before handing it to her. The birthday banquet officially began, and Cameron went up the stage to speak.

Rebecca noticed how Joe was looking distracted, hence she scanned around. When she spotted me, her delicate face produced a provocative yet disdainful smile.

I returned her look before realizing that the suit in my hand needed my attention more. As I racked my brain, trying to figure out what to do with it, Ashton walked up to me with a small gift box in hand.

With a cold look, he said curtly, “This is Ms. Anderson’s birthday gift.”

With that, he passed me the box in his hand. When he saw the suit in my hand, he frowned and asked, “Whose suit is that?”

“Joe’s. I accidentally bumped into him and spilled some food onto it just now,” I explained while examining the box he passed to me. Did he prepare it?

He glanced at the suit with impatience and suggested, “Just throw it away!”

At this moment, the banquet had become lively as Rebecca was ushered onstage by Cameron. Squinting and trying to get a better view, I poked sarcastically, “Isn’t my dear Mr. Fuller supposed to be escorting the lovely Rebecca?”

His face soured as he ignored my jibe, “Scarlett, shouldn’t you explain to me how you and John got acquainted?”

to him. At this juncture, however, I

coldly answered, “There is nothing to explain. It is exactly as

were hugging each other, staging a mother-daughter bonding scene. To show her maternal love, Cameron announced that she would put fifty percent

the same time, Rebecca would also move in with Cameron at Pear Garden. After all, she was the long-lost daughter that was finally found after two decades. With Zachary onstage as well to show his support, the signs were

a party, or else he

that Ms. Larson may… Ah, no. I mean she should be Ms. Moore now. Shouldn’t Mr. Fuller be Ms. Moore’s dance partner

me felt a jolt of

Me? Stubborn?

I nodded and said, “Ashton Fuller, you really

approaching, I shook myself loose of Ashton’s grip and headed toward John. Sometimes the devil can be much better than

and studied me as I approached. With a smirk, he remarked, “Letty,

his eyes,

raised his eyebrows questioningly, “Where do you

to this party, and he did not mention anything else, I took it to mean that

mind, I glanced at the gift box in my hand before turning to look at Cameron who had

and greeted, “Ms. Stovall, I do apologize