When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 822

“Oh, I’m not a fast typist,” I replied, startled.

“That’s fine. I’ll dictate, and you type,” Ashton said impatiently as he stood up for me to take his seat.

He pulled me to his chair before I could protest. “Fuller Corporation and its subsidiaries…” Ashton began his narration.

After a few paragraphs, I couldn’t take it any longer. “These are your work documents, so it’s not appropriate for me to be looking at inside information of the company.”

“My arm is injured,” he said stubbornly.

I didn’t know what to say to that, so the only thing I could do was what he wanted.

Rebecca stood at the corner of the room, her exquisite face looking pale.

After a continuous couple of days of frantic activity for the Lavelian Village project, we finally had the chance to take a break.

To our surprise, Harvest Festival was almost upon us. Back in the city, I racked my brain for a way to apply for a leave from Armond for a trip back to K City.

I had been on the phone with Summer every night for the past couple of days. She told me that she missed me, and my eyes welled up with tears every time I heard that.

the Lavelian Village project. Since I had nothing to do, I planned to return to the villa

call was unexpected. “Scarlett, do you have

and rejected her outright. “I’m sorry, Ms. Larson. Now is not a good time. You can

important,” she laughed lightly. “It’s just that I have heard you had a near-death experience in a freezer, and

did she know about

your concern,

the moment, Ms. Stovall,” said Rebecca. “I was thinking of talking to you about

I had completely forgotten to follow up with him. And now Rebecca called me out of the blue to discuss this. Does this have anything to do

do you mean?”

didn’t want Ash to tire himself out over you, so I hired someone to do a little digging on my own and I’ve found something interesting. If you’re busy

said and headed straight to the bedroom and grabbed

to and

wasn’t hard to locate. Rebecca was already seated when I arrived and was admiring the scene

first. She narrowed her eyes and took another sip of her coffee. “It tasted its best when it was bitter. It’s

not respond to that. I did not enjoy anything bitter

myself. Rebecca remained silent the entire time. “Ms. Larson, are we here for the pleasure of

course not!” she

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