When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Jared’s face paled. Just then, the waiter brought over his order.

He took in a breath before pushing the dessert toward me. Then, he said in a low voice, “Scarlett, I must admit that this is my fault. However, the most important thing now is to find Summer.”

I simply pressed my lips together and stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

“I’ve checked the surveillance footage and all the cameras on the roads around Crest Residence. There’s still no trace of her.”

He then looked me in the eye and asked solemnly, “Scarlett, do you have any enemies?”

I frowned, looking at him in shock. “Are you suspecting that someone took Summer because of their hatred for me?”

He replied, “Not many people in the Crest family know of Summer’s identity, so our long-time enemies couldn’t possibly have found out about her so quickly.”

I sneered. Looking at him, I could not help but laugh. “Jared, I’d always thought you were pretty smart, but I’m doubtful now. If someone really wanted to capture Summer because of me, why didn’t they do anything while I was in R Province for four years? Why did they choose to do it only when Summer was in a heavily guarded place like the Crest Residence?”

I paused, then continued, “Also, you said that not many people know of Summer’s identity. But the Crest family has over twenty people. Do they know of Summer’s identity?”

He frowned, then nodded after a while.

that out of the twenty-odd people in your family, all of them only have good intentions toward Summer? I was born in a small family, so I don’t know about whatever scheming that goes on in a big family like yours. But for so many years, you’ve just been hanging around

quickly that we had neither evidence nor witnesses. There was no way to confirm

Jared angered me, there

it seemed as though he was starting to have his

a pause, he looked at me.

a guarantee for me and

sat

him the hotel address before hanging up, then

but I simply ignored him and waited in the hotel lobby

where he went. Thus, many guests constantly looked over at him while we sat in

waiting. He was sending messages on his phone the whole time, likely to settle his work

hour later,

the night and thus looked terrible. John stepped forward and said, “Don’t worry.

my eyes started to well up with tears. The emotions that I had been repressing the past few days

Louis and Ashton conversed, a hotel room

the weird atmosphere between Ashton and me. Before we stepped into the elevator, he asked, “Did you guys just

looked up at him and