When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1292

After the banquet that night, Ashton seldom contacted me anymore. I knew this must mean that he was getting closer to his goal.

One night, I was staying at home as usual.

As I came out of the bathroom, I habitually went to the single-seater sofa near the balcony to scroll through social media. As soon as I picked up my phone, I noticed a shadow on the ground, moving toward me quietly.

Sensing danger, I kept my guard up instantly and mentally prepared myself for an attack.

Right then, a figure suddenly broke in through the window and charged toward the person beside me. When I turned around and looked at the commotion, I realized that it was Miller in a camo getup fighting with Ashton.

With his towering height and self-defense martial arts skills, Ashton should have been able to overpower Millie easily, but her attacks were equally swift and brutal. After a few blows, he still had not gained the upper hand and even had an obvious shoe print on his custom-made suit.

Seeing that Ashton was not an easy opponent to deal with, Millie suddenly knelt down and rolled sideways before lunging at Ashton with the dagger that was strapped to her leg.

He was forced to retreat a few steps back while Millie continued to attack him before leaping up and aiming her sharp dagger at Ashton’s neck.

“Stop, Millie!” I shouted immediately.

She stopped in her tracks instantly. Ashton grabbed the opportunity to snatch away the weapon in her hand, threw her over his shoulder, and pinned her on the ground.

Silence filled the bedroom as he pressed the knife against her throat.

Worried that he might kill her, I quickly clarified, “She works for me.”

Ashton glanced at me for a second before lowering his gaze and spoke in a hushed tone. “Next time, remember to take down your opponents in one hit before deciding if you should let them live. If it weren’t for Scarlett, your life would be gone a second ago.”

Millie frowned and refused to admit defeat. “Same goes to you. If it weren’t for Ms. Stovall, you might not dodge my knife either.”