When There Is Nothing Left But Love

The corners of Ashton’s mouth twitched. Snidely, he remarked, “Does it matter whether I’ve remembered anything or not? I didn’t even know that you were alive for half my lifetime. Don’t you have your own ways of dealing with things regardless?”

Nicolas’ face had turned crimson with anger, and the veins on his neck were nearly popping out of his taut skin. “That was a matter of expedience!” he retorted.

“The fake accident was a matter of expedience. My kidnapping was a matter of expedience. So was hurting the woman I loved and separating my two children…” Ashton repeated mockingly. “You’ve spent your whole live plotting. What’s the point of even living, then?”

Nicolas’ chest was heaving with rage. Shaking his finger threateningly at Ashton, Nicolas fumed, “Ashton, do you think you can be the CEO of Fuller Corporation without my support?”

The look of tranquility that Ashton maintained throughout Nicolas’ rebuke was almost ridiculous in contrast to Nicolas’ extreme ire.

Ashton’s eyes met Nicolas’ levelly. He then said breezily, “Do you want mutual destruction? Perhaps you could have achieved that six years ago. Let’s see how you try it now. You might manage to do it if I don’t succeed in ruining the entire Hall family first!”

recklessly placed all of his eggs in the one basket that was the Fuller Corporation. On the one hand, it would be useful for thoroughly manipulating Ashton. On the other, Ashton was admittedly the most

suffered severe repercussions. It had been impossible for Nicolas to personally intervene, resulting in many complications. The Fuller Corporation had

in his own hypnosis techniques, never dreaming that Ashton would one day emerge from

with a leer, saying, “So what if you succeed in ruining the Hall family? You won’t be able to bring Scarlett back to life. You may despise the Hall family but the blood flowing through your veins is the same as ours. Your fate is irreparably bound with ours. If

so? I don’t think there’s any benefit to being

Nicolas sniffed, and said, “Stop lying to yourself. Is there anything you possess that hasn’t been purchased by me? The food you eat, the clothes you wear, your prestigious position, weren’t all of those given readily

if I leave the Hall family and shed everything, I’ll still be Ashton Fuller. I’ll still be Scarlett’s husband and the father of my children. What about all of you? What will be left of the Hall family when I’m gone?” Ashton taunted. Both Ashton and Nicolas had entered into this fight tooth and nail. Neither evidently

Nicolas said ominously. A perverse gleam shone in his eyes

room was unendurable. No one dared