When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

It was impressive and surprising that a small company that had only been recently incorporated could win against a group of established companies that have been in the industry for years.

Ashton must have chosen Harrison Credit because he saw their potential and growth.

In view of what happened in the garage the last time, I decided to remove AC Credit from the list.

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I dialed Stacey’s number, and within seconds, the call was connected. “Ms. Stovall!”

“You can inform everyone that Harrison Credit will conduct Fuller Corporation’s audit.”

Stacey was somewhat surprised by my decision. She hesitantly commented, “Ms. Stovall, if you hand it over to Harrison Credit, I’m afraid AC Credit would make trouble for us.”

Of course, I was aware of that. The man in the parking lot that kidnapped me that day certainly put up a good show for me. His last request was only for me to hold a bid.

He wanted me to choose who would win the audit at the end of the day. Since he did not explicitly indicate who would be the winner, I did hold the bid. Despite so, I never intended to hand over the audit to the winner since I planned the bidding.

I could not let anything happen to Fuller Corporation while I am still in charge of it. It was not for Ashton but a repayment to George, who took care of me all these years.

“Follow my instructions. I will come up with an explanation for AC Credit.” After I hung up, I sat in silence for a while.

Mustering my courage, I dialed a number I have never dialed before. After a few rings, a deep baritone voice answered, “It’s been five years!”

The man uttered two words, and I could hear a faint echo in the background. “I thought you would never call me again.”

Suppressing my unhappiness, I went straight to the point, “I want a list of failed audits conducted by AC Credit as well as news of their current financial position.”

“Letty, you haven’t called me in so long!” It seemed too quiet on the other end when he spoke.

I could not help but feel a chill run down my spine. I spat, “John!”

Unamused, John sneered, “Letty, you shouldn’t call me that!”

Although we were not speaking in person, I could sense the tense atmosphere around me. This cold and hostile feeling was different from the coldness that Ashton emitted. This was a lot more intense and brutal.

“John,” I tried to respond calmly.

“Be good!” John praised.

Abruptly, I ended the call. i fell onto the ground with fear soaking through my bones.

It took some time for me to recover. Getting up, my body felt weak as I staggered to the bedroom. I climbed into bed, wrapping the blanket tightly around myself

The terror from the earlier phone call suill haunted me. I shouldn’t have called him.