When There Is Nothing Left But Love

The young woman asked Thomas, “Who is she, Mr. Lowe?”

“Do you know Mr. Fuller from Fuller Corporation? She’s his wife, Scarlett Stovall.”

“Wow, what a lucky woman! I heard Mr. Fuller is not only young but also…”

I could no longer hear what she said anymore as I had walked away. From her coquettish voice, I knew something was going on between the two of them.

HiTech had quite a several sites in J City, and I felt tired after visiting a few. I went through the list and decided to visit those that had more critical problems.

As soon as I arrived at the last site in the South District, I was dumbfounded by what I saw. Despite being in the suburbs, the South District was considered well-developed. The only downside was it was too far away from the city center.

I remembered vetting the quotation for that particular site. Though the budget was high, the company had still generously approved the application.

Normally, an electronics factory would have more than one building. Yet, there was only one building on this site, and it looked dilapidated. The guard at the entrance came up to me and said, “This factory is closed. Please leave!”

Closed?

I was taken aback and asked with a frown, “How come? How long has it be closed?”

He did not know who I was. Perhaps he was bored being alone, so he decided to explain to me, “Almost six months. Someone died here, and the management panicked. They decided to shut down the factory.”

“When did this happen?”

“End of last year!” The guard looked at him and asked, “You’re not from this area, are you? Mr. Quinn visited this factory quite some time ago. He said this factory was not making money because someone had died here, so it was best for them to suspend the operations.”

Mr. Quinn?

Joe?

had never reported anything to the company. Based on his report, this factory still managed to generate steady revenues in the last few months. If this site has ceased operations for nearly half a year, where did Joe get the

he forbade me from entering the building, I could only return to the office

instead of reporting the incident to the company? And where did he find the money to cover up the losses that this factory had made in

reported revenues come

up in my mind, but I had to wait for Ashton to

was already afternoon by the time I completed my site visits. I supposed I did not need to make a trip to the hospital since Rebecca would be there anyway, and I

my phone to

with notifications of more than fifty missed calls from

does he want from me

return his call anyway. He answered it

say anything. It

my desk. “At the office. What do you

remember you have a husband in the hospital? A husband who needs

grabbed my handbag

“She’s not my wife!”

good enough care of you

not give

keeping mum for a bit. “Are

“Yes,

his suppressed chuckle. He continued, “Come and have dinner with me. We have fish fillets with

dinner plan with someone! Sorry.”

“With whom?”