When There Is Nothing Left But Love

These words imply that we’re abusing our power to oppress others.

Her words angered Louis, who had always been a principled and honest person, and he ignored her.

He looked at me instead. Obviously, he wanted to know her identity.

Biting my lips, I responded, “She’s the only daughter of Stanley Newton.”

Louis’ expression darkened as he fell silent.

I said to the calm and composed Colin, “Carry on eating with the kids and Uncle Louis. I’ll handle this.”

Colin glanced at me but did not say much. After muttering something to Louis, he brought the two kids inside.

As an esteemed official, there were things that Louis could not say openly. He looked at me briefly, then followed suit, leaving behind Joyce and myself.

Not wanting to speak rashly, I remained indifferent while looking for a place to sit.

Joyce’s expression was awful. She probably felt frustrated at not being taken seriously despite making a big fuss for a long time.

She pulled herself together and looked at me. “Scarlett, what do you want me to do?”

a faint smile, I chose my words carefully. “Had it not been for the men standing behind me at this moment, it would have been me

me a hard time. Thankfully, I escaped

humans is extremely important. It can help save a life or get

she looked at me.

“Nothing.” I pursed my lips. “I’ve done all that I could. The rest is up to your father. If he’s innocent, no one can press any charges on him. Otherwise, he’ll be in trouble. I’ve recorded every single word you said to Mr. Stovall. From a legal perspective, the way you’ve alleged

huffed. “Scarlett, you’re

my quality of life. Hence, I simply replied, “Ms. Newton, you should leave now. Staying here

earth would weigh both pros and cons to avoid any disadvantages. She didn’t know the people around me back then. Therefore, she couldn’t care less about what I

think hard before she acts. After Joyce’s departure, I stayed in the yard

years’ worth of time. With all of them turning up at the

assistant after

playmate, Summer went to bed

I age. The beautiful

characteristic

door. I got up to answer

dim street lamp, the man’s eyes looked even deeper.

his arms quietly. A faint smell of alcohol

into the yard.

me, he remained silent as if he had fallen

so I