When There Is Nothing Left But Love

He was taken aback by my words for a while. After a beat, his eyes widened comically before he gasped in disbelief. “Scarlett, you set me up?”

I nodded honestly. “You can think of it that way if you want to. If you’re scared, you can leave the car right now. I won’t stop you.”

He gritted his teeth before hissing, “This has nothing to do with whether I’m scared or not. You clearly know I have no way to go back if I were to get down from the car now. Moreover, do I look scared? Armond’s nothing but a dumbass. Why should I be scared of him? I just don’t want to see him.”

I nodded again. “Well, then. Since you’re not afraid of him, be quiet and follow me there. Take it as if you’re protecting me, and I’ll owe you a favor. How about that?”

He scoffed, “How are you going to return me the favor? Tell me more. If I like it, I’ll even take Armond down, not to mention protecting you.”

My mouth hung open for a while before I managed to voice, “What do you want? I’ll try my best to fulfill it.”

He mulled over my words. “Why don’t you cook for me for a week? I don’t want pasta every day. I’ll definitely puke by the second day.”

His request was reasonable and simple, but it still stumped me. With a frown, I muttered, “Mr. Taylor, have I ever told you I can’t cook? Other than making pasta, I don’t know how to make anything else. Are you sure you want me to cook for you?”

“If you don’t know how to cook, then learn. I don’t care. That’s my request, and nothing

whether or not my cooking would be edible

I was transfixed. This villa is humongous. The villa in K City’s suburbs usually have specific limits for their size, but this house is evidently thrice the size of the normal villa. This isn’t a

Murphys are filthy rich. This villa is worth hundreds of millions. Are they planning to live in it? Do they plan to use it for

us by the doorway. “The size of this villa is comparable to the Taylor residence. The Murphys are truly affluent if they

agree with him. The place looked newly built, and it would be impossible for them to build a place like this legally; they must have bribed

it was so empty I could even hear the echoes of our footsteps. We then followed the maid up into a room on the second floor. Right as

maid respectfully announced, “Sir,

hummed in response before muttering, “You can leave now.” Then, he said,

surroundings. Sometimes, it was not a good thing when a house was too big, especially when the house was

It was eerie.

folding screen, his gaze landed

walk, and I ended up here. Mr. Murphy, your house is quite

easy for Holden to set someone ablaze with fury in