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.

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

against paparazzi. By the time

Sensing his intention, I pulled Gregory

I chuckled triumphantly. Even adults needed time to warm up to strangers, what more, a six-year-old.

match Gregory’s eye level. “You must be Ashton’s son, Gregory, right? You can call me Uncle

me. His eyes darted around nervously before replying,

Then, he fished for some milk candies from his pocket and handed them out to the

I would’ve assumed he was up to

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

sweets and placed them in his hands. “You can

“Thank you, Uncle Zimmerman.”

had Alexander on cloud nine. “Gregory, I have lots of other delicious