When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Is she looking for John?” I pursed my lips in displeasure.

Ashton placed his hand on the steering wheel and raised his brows. “Seems like it.”

Things were about to get interesting.

“C’mon. Let’s go watch the show!” I got out of the car and strode toward the company’s lobby, going after the skimpily dressed Yvonne. Even if she was here to see John, she should at least have the decency to dress properly. But the way she was dressed right then seemed out of character, even for her.

“Miss, do you have an appointment?” Yvonne was stopped by the front desk.

“I’m looking for John. Don’t even try to stop me.” Yvonne seemed slightly off and everything the front desk personnel said to her fell on deaf ears as she rushed in.

However, she seemed to have overlooked the fact that there were security guards here. She was hauled out of the lobby by them and politely warned against trespassing. Otherwise, they would have no choice but to get physical with her.

However, Yvonne remained undeterred. Even the security guards’ stern warning failed to get through to her and once again, she charged into the lobby like a madwoman. The guards were startled but quickly formed a barricade outside the entrance.

Seeing that there was no way to enter, Yvonne panicked and started yelling hysterically, “John! I want to see John! How dare you stop me? When I see him, I’ll make sure he fires all of you!”

for a while longer and grew bored. I simply took out my phone and

already? I just got out of a meeting. Give me a minute. I’ll be down soon,” John said over the phone and I could vaguely hear another voice beside him, probably his secretary

surprised that he assumed I was calling to rush him, when in fact, I wanted to ask him about Yvonne. Hence, I

was quiet for a moment before querying,

didn’t give him a direct answer. “It’s getting late and I’m starting to feel hungry. You should come down

only giving me a perfunctory response before ending

such matters, Ashton was looking at his phone with an impassive

the entrance, but no one paid any attention to her. I surmised all the employees were

down shortly after, looking very flamboyant with a black coat over his suit. As the president of the company, he

completely ignored Yvonne who was still shrieking at the top of her lungs by the entrance. He looked at me with a faint smile. “Did you wait

then pointed at Yvonne instead of answering his question. “Aren’t you going to deal with

at Yvonne beyond the entrance with a look of disgust in his eyes. Turning back his gaze to me, he said

that, he walked toward the entrance, stopping in front

but was stopped by the security guards. Vexed, she yelled at them angrily,