When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Turning to Jackson, I asked, “Are you planning to go back to K City?”

“Are you?” he frowned as he countered my question with one of his own.

“The White Corporation has an upcoming product launch that I’ve been overseeing. It doesn’t seem right for me to stay away.”

His gaze shifted onto Summer. “Do you plan to take her with you to stay in K City?”

“Yup!”

He fell silent before he looked to Nick. “How about you?”

Nick stilled his hands and turned to regard me. “Both Harrison Credit and my family are in J City. If I’m going to be in K City, it’ll only be for work.”

He appeared thoughtful before he continued, “You could resign from White Corporation and come back to J City. The Fuller Corporation is almost completely managed by outsiders currently. Since you are the young lady of the house of Fuller, it should not be controversial for you to take over the reins at the company.”

I pursed my lips and wanted to turn him down, but he carried on, “Ashton has a lot of ambition, but J City is both Fuller Corporation’s place of origin as well as its base of power. It would be preferable for it to be in the hands of family.”

I gave it some more thought before I replied, “The reason why I left Fuller Corporation was because of failure. If I want to make a return now, I’d have to demonstrate that I’m able to deliver outcomes first. The AI development in White Corporation is in my charge. If I were to leave before we see results, how would that be different from my departure from Fuller Corporation in the first place?”

“So, what’s your plan then?”

“I would like to wait to see the results of the AI market. That aside, I’ve met Marcus.” I felt a tug at my sleeve and looked down at Summer. She must be hungry.

Nick’s brow’s knitted. “You mean Benjamin’s only son?”

I nodded.

“Didn’t he die

going on as I have no idea what really

I carried Summer into the

rest of my

safe having me alone at the

the apartment, so I decided to head over to

en-route. Fortunately, I was not trapped

had not cleared up after quite a while, a number

up ahead. The youngsters these days are so

Maybach’s driver is in his twenties and doesn’t look like some ordinary spoiled brat. I’d say sloppy driving is what

reckoned that I would not

car. In the corner of my eye, I spied the vehicle at the

struck me

realized that it belonged to Ashton. My legs gave way beneath me

onlooking cab driver reached over and helped me

his thumb and that offered some

blinked as I looked

have low blood sugar?

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