When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 81

Chapter 81 

Like a devil, his mere presence instilled terror in others. Such was the description that fitted John Stovall.

“You!” He hung up after spitting out the word sinisterly.

Just when a myriad of emotions was rushing through me, a message soon arrived from him. It read: Lucksville Lane 221, four o’clock. Letty, be there or be square.

As I held onto my phone, looking at his message time and again, I forced myself to calm down. I tried to convince myself that it was impossible for a person to fall into the same trap over and over again.

Since I could not avoid John, I might as well brainstorm a way to make him stay away from me on his own accord.

Bzzzzzzttt! My phone vibrated suddenly, indicating an incoming call.

It was Ashton. The moment I picked up the call, a frosty voice filled with indifference came from the other end of the line, “Get ready. You’ll be accompanying me to a party later.”

Still feeling troubled because of the matter regarding John, I tried to come up with an excuse after a pause, “Is it necessary for me to attend? I’m feeling a little unwell today. I want to stay home and have a good rest.”

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There was silence on the other end of the line before it was broken by his deep voice. “Is it very serious?”

Shaking my head, I assured him, “It’s not that serious, but I don’t want to go out.”

a pause, I asked tentatively,

a good rest then.” His

I sent a message to Macy. After that, I spent some time

was four o’clock in

blazing and people were coming and going on the

me pointed to

from my pocket, I called John, yet I could not get through to him. Just then, a young lady in a green dress

a smile on her face, she looked at me and asked, “Are you Ms. Scarlett

Surprised, I nodded.

in, Ms. Stovall. Don’t worry. Mr. Stovall has

to the VIP room on the second floor. After giving some orders to a few

wasn’t a fool. That being said, I had no idea what wasJohn actually up to. It wasn’t before long before my phone was

escorted to the dressing table, the girl in green dress smiled at me and said, “Ms.

or so, the whole process was done. Looking at my almost unrecognizable

did not show up but instead arranged for a black, sleek Bentley to wait for me

to get into the car, I stared at the man with my arms crossed and questioned, “What’s the address? Since I have a car,

me?” the chauffeur asked

nodded and replied

taken aback. It didn’t take long for him to recomposed himself though as he tried to convince me with a smile on his face, “Ms. Stovall, don’t worry. Mr. Stovall

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