When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Just a few seconds later, I realized with a start that something was amiss. I leaped to my feet and dashed out of the private room. Meanwhile, Holden raced after me, but my rapid acceleration had already placed me beyond his reach.

The lobby looked just as it had when we’d first entered. Even the people lounging around lazily were the same. Out of the corner of my eye, however, I felt the combined gazes of those who had been playing poker at the side suddenly turning towards me.

Coincidence? Most probably not, I mused.

I surveyed the lobby. Turning around, I raised my voice and called towards Holden, who was just catching up, “Ashton had a great deal of faith in you. I was the one who had a bad feeling about you, so I kept an eye out. I didn’t know whether the Moore family would be able to bankrupt you, but I’m pretty sure they can manage to humiliate you, at the very least.”

Holden wrinkled his brow. With a glint in his eyes, he asked, “What do you mean by that?”

I scoffed, “Holden, you were the mastermind, so you should have thoroughly investigated everyone involved before proceeding with your plan. It was pure negligence on your part to underestimate me.”

Holden bit his lip, his face growing darker. He then took a step forward, towered over me, and demanded, “Who are you?”

I shrugged, smiling faintly. “How shall I say this? Perhaps I should start from the beginning. My name is Scarlett. I was born in R Province, and my Grandma was the one who raised me. My parents searched for me for many years, and I only reunited with them recently. I only just found out that I’m Zachary and Cameron’s daughter. They’re giants in the commercial world, and I’m lucky to be their daughter. I have to admit that it’s rather convenient for me to ride on their reputation sometimes.”

Hearing that, Hunter’s frown deepened. “Wasn’t Larson the last name of the daughter that Zachary brought home? You…”

off uncertainly. I bestowed a kindly smile on him, then replied, “Sorry to disappoint you. There was a bit of a mix-up. Afterward, we decided

gaze. I met his eyes without flinching, then said evenly, “Holden, you seem

up my phone and dialed Zachary. The phone rang a few times before he

a glimmer of

I’m still at

“All right. Send

nodded, steadfastly gazing

on speaker mode, and Holden was naturally privy to the

in another number. This time, the recipient answered the call

looked at Holden. At that moment, his face had grown thunderous. Through gritted teeth, he said, “Let’s go and meet Ashton

If Ashton and I haven’t left this place within half an

were readily received. “All

I’d hung up, Holden looked at me and begrudgingly admitted, “You’ve really planned

have a choice. Besides, isn’t it better to nip things in the bud? We can’t

the second floor, past multiple private rooms. At the last room in the back, Holden keyed in the password to