When There Is Nothing Left But Love

It took me a while to regain my composure. Afterward, we left the house and were greeted by Joseph, who stood waiting beside the car.

Although Ashton had mentioned arranging a chauffeur, I didn’t expect Joseph to be the one.

Noticing our arrival, he was quick to open the door. With one hand still on the handle, he greeted politely, “Ms. Stovall, Mr. Gregory, you’re here.” He smiled at the latter.

My son was delighted to see him. “Mr. Campbell!”

After Gregory entered the car, it dawned on me to ask, “Mr. Campbell, aren’t you busy? Are you sure it’s ok for you to accompany us?”

“There’s nothing to worry about. Also, Mr. Fuller won’t feel safe unless it’s me.” His voice was earnest.

Joseph’s overly respectful behavior puzzled me. Since he had been the one to gather intel about me, he should know that I am not Scarlett. There was no need for him to treat me as such.

look after him while he was out. “All right, thank you.” After I got in the car, Joseph kindly closed the door after

meetup because it offered more privacy, especially against paparazzi. By the time we arrived, Alexander was already waiting by the

called my name, his eyes were on Gregory. Sensing his intention, I

up to strangers, what more, a six-year-old. Since Ashton trusted Gregory

match Gregory’s eye level. “You must be Ashton’s son, Gregory,

behind me. His

at his adorable behavior. Then, he fished for some milk candies from his pocket and handed them out to the boy.

known Alexander’s identity, I would’ve assumed he was up to

take them and reluctantly pulled his gaze away. Then he looked at me.

placed them in his hands. “You can have

“Thank you, Uncle Zimmerman.”

cloud nine. “Gregory, I have lots of other