When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1711

Finally, it was time to send Gregory and Audrey to school. After that, I changed my clothes and prepare to head out to the company, bar, and the spot where we ran into each other again, among others. I’d rather cling to a slim hope than wait at home aimlessly.

I had just stepped out when a black Lincoln limousine rolled to a stop before me, effectively blocking my path.

The car window rolled down slowly to reveal Nathaniel’s hypocritical expression. His eyes were crinkled up in a smile, as usual, hiding all the secrets deep within his heart.

I glanced at him briefly before deciding to ignore him. However, Nathaniel called out, “Scarlett, don’t you want to know what Ashton is doing now?”

Without warning, I felt the urge to grab his collar harshly so he could reveal his real colors. Alas, I had to hold back my anger.

Realizing I had made up my mind, Nathaniel ordered the chauffeur to open the door on the other side.

I stalked over and got into the car without hesitation.

Nathaniel brought me to the highest building opposite Fuller Corporation. We entered the elevator and went to the top floor.

Once the doors slid open, there was a path leading to a huge space. The decoration was simple—a glass table beside the table and a simple chandelier above it.

There were some elegant decoration items, exquisite Ustranasion cuisine, and red wine placed on the table. The bright and striking colors seemed like a utopia in the middle of a desert.

After dismissing his men, Nathaniel strode over to the table and took his seat. Lifting the wineglass, he swirled it gently while taking in its scent. He then took a sip of the wine and studied the sight of the busy city underneath him.

Ashton often did the same thing. However, he’d stand in front of the window and think of his plans silently without all the fancy stuff.

“It’s not time yet. Have a seat and drink some wine,” he ordered. Clearly, he assumed I’d obey his instruction to find out Ashton’s whereabouts.

Nevertheless, my patience was at its limit. Refusing to play along, I stood still and announced, “Don’t blame me for being rude before I see Ashton.”