When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1277

The moment he finished his sentence, the study room fell into an awkward silence.

Armond had revealed his trump card. Now, everyone was aware of his ambition to make a comeback by leveraging on petroleum.

“No,” I replied in a serious tone. “Armond’s reputation is in tatters, but how will we know if he won’t somehow reinvent himself and make a comeback? If he gains control of the oil, that would be equivalent to getting the backing of all the countries within Meudari. By then, the shockwaves he may cause won’t be something that we can handle.”

It doesn’t matter if I die. If my death could guarantee my family’s safety, then it would be well worth the risk. Even if I could somehow survive by a stroke of luck, I still couldn’t bear letting everyone else fall into such a dangerous predicament.

Armond had gone crazy. Since that was the case, he should be imprisoned for life instead of allowing him the opportunity to recover.

Louis and John remained silent. All they did was furrow their brows and looked at Ashton skeptically, waiting for his response.

It was obvious that they were considering Armond’s demands, or else I would not have heard about it. The Stovall family was only concerned about my survival and not about how great the risks were.

“Ashton.” I gave him a pleading look and shook my head solemnly. “We can’t do this.”

Pursing his lips in silence, Ashton remained expressionless, making me wonder if he could read the look in my eyes. After a long while, he turned around and answered Louis. “I agree with Letty that being controlled by someone is bad. Armond’s greed is boundless. Even if we give him the contract, we might still not get the antidote. Separately, I have contacted the most advanced medical researchers in the world and invested huge sums of money for them to analyze her disease. I believe we can look forward to some positive news soon.”

“Huh?” I was surprised. “Why didn’t you tell me about it before?”

“I did.” Ashton’s expression remained distant. “I told you that you can trust me. And that you won’t die without my permission.”

I was stunned by the look he gave me. It was true that ever since I knew I had a terminal disease, I was always worried about my death despite claiming otherwise. Hence, I was mentally prepared for it to occur at any time because I knew how vicious Armond could be.

Before I could reply, Ashton’s tone grew more solemn. “Don’t tell me you’re considering nobly sacrificing yourself? Thinking that your death would somehow grant us some ridiculous form of ‘stability?’“