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?”

cook, then learn. I

had to agree first; whether or not my cooking

have specific limits for their size, but this house

filthy rich. This villa is worth hundreds of millions. Are they planning to live in

had to drive a distance before I reached the villa itself. By then, there was someone waiting for us by the doorway. “The size of this villa is comparable to the Taylor residence. The Murphys are truly affluent if they can build such an enormous villa in a place

had to agree with him. The place looked newly built, and

our footsteps. We then followed the maid up into a room on the second floor. Right as we entered the room,

the maid respectfully announced, “Sir, they’ve

person behind the screen hummed in response before muttering, “You can leave now.” Then, he said, “Ms. Stovall, you’re quite punctual. It seems like I’m

when a house was too big, especially when the house was

It was eerie.

Armond walked out from behind the folding screen, his gaze landed on Holden, and he frowned. “Mr. Taylor,

I wanted to take a walk, and I ended up here. Mr. Murphy, your house is quite big. What’s

set someone ablaze