Chapter 45
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
He narrowed his eyes a fraction, those black orbs glowing slightly. âScarlett, do you think Iâm incapable
of doing a good job for Fuller Corporationâs audit?â
My brows lifted, but I refrained from being too direct. With a smile, I said, âYou established Harrison
Credit at a very young age. Naturally, I believe in your capabilities. But after all, weâve never worked
together before and we donât know each other well, so Fuller Corporation will be holding a bidding
event in the coming days. When the time comes, Harrison Credit will have to prove themselves. If
Fuller Corporationâs audit ends up being handed to Harrison Credit, then I hope to have a pleasant
cooperation with you, Mr. Harrison.â
âIt doesnât matter!â he huffed. Supporting his chin with a hand, he looked at me with squinted eyes. âIt
looks like you donât really trust me, Scarlett!â
My brows drew together slightly as I disliked how he was acting overly familiar with me. âThatâs not it,
Mr. Harrison.â
âSo you think Iâm young?â He pushed the food that was just served toward me, his eyes never once
leaving mine. âDonât you think younger men are more passionate, Scarlett?â
Unable to continue this anymore, I stood up and announced, âI will notify you about the date of the
bidding as soon as possible. If thereâs nothing else, Iâll take my leave first!â
He grabbed my wrist with some force. âWhy are you in such a hurry?â He drew out his words and
looked out of the restaurant.
Out of instinct, I followed his gaze and met Ashtonâs gloomy eyes.
When I glimpsed Rebecca standing beside him, I withdrew my gaze and forcefully tried jerking my
hand away from Nick. However, this kid seemed to have a death grip on me.
I frowned and hissed with displeasure, âLet go!â
âLetâs watch the show together first!â With that, he pulled me back down onto my seat and pressed
down on my shoulders while flashing a smile at Ashton and Rebecca as they walked in. âMr. Fuller,
what a coincidence! Join us!â
Upset, my face turned icy. âWhat are you doing?â
âWatching the show!â he merely said, then took the seat next to mine.
Wearing a solemn expression, Ashton walked over with Rebecca, and both of them sat opposite us.
Rebecca had of course seen me since just now. She no longer continued to act friendly, casting me a
cold look instead.
I preferred it like this anyway. Couldnât be bothered with them, I fished out my phone to busy myself
with something.
Nickâs enthusiastic voice sounded just then. âMr. Fuller, Ms. Larson, what would you both like to eat?
Allow me.â
I felt the urge to laugh. Didnât he call him âold boyâ just a while ago? Now itâs Mr. Fuller?
Ashton gave him an indifferent glance, then looked at Rebecca. âWhat do you want to eat?â
This was a habit engraved deep in him. It was impossible to get rid of it.
Rebecca said she was fine with anything, then remained silent. Nick, on the other hand, was a pain in
the a** as he kept trying to get me to talk. If he wasnât blocking my way, I wouldâve left by now.
âLetty, are you busy later? Do you wanna go for a movie with me?â It was clear that Nick was trying to
stir up trouble. A minute ago, he was still calling me Scarlett. Now, he was shamelessly calling me
Letty.
Since when did we become that close?
âIâm busy!â I snapped, then didnât say another word.
I could vaguely sense Ashtonâs eyes on me and ignored him.
Seeing how unresponsive I was, Nick turned to Ashton and rambled on, âMr. Fuller, I heard that youâre
very close to Ms. Larson. My mom even said that she wants you two to come for a meal at Pear
Garden sometime!â
âThank Ms. Anderson on my behalf,â Ashton replied with a stoic expression.
âIs Ms. Anderson the fashion magnate you mentioned last time?â Rebecca asked, an intrigued light
entering her eyes.
Seeing this, Nick immediately dived into the topic. âDo you know my mom too, Ms. Larson?â
Rebeccaâs eyes gleamed as she responded, âSo sheâs your mother. Sheâs known as the Queen of
Fashion in Western and Northern Europe, as well as locally. I also heard that Ms. Anderson manages
two listed companies. Last time, she ranked third on Forbes List, and sheâs the richest woman in the
world!â
Nickâs mother is Cameron Anderson? I read about Cameron Anderson in financial magazines before.
She was the typical career woman people in this era looked up to. I never expected her to be Nickâs
mother.
Once both of them found a common topic, they began to chat excitedly. I was already bored enough,
but now, I wanted to leave desperately.
Finally, the two of them stopped talking once the food was served.
âLetty, I hope you like what I ordered for you. Itâs very nutritious and it tastes bomb too!â Nick seemed to
have hit his head on something because he started cutting up my food as he spoke affectionately to
me.
For the sake of maintaining the peace, I didnât comment on it, but I frowned slightly and protested, âI
can do it myself!â
He ignored me, his eyes darting to Ashton who was busy tending to Rebecca. Then, he exclaimed with
admiration sprawled on his face, âMr. Fuller, youâre so sweet to Ms. Larson. I can see that you really
care for her!â
Rebeccaâs lips arched upward, obviously delighted by what he said. Ashton, however, frowned in
response as his eyes found me.
I remained expressionless and bowed my head, turning a blind eye to everything.
As long as I didnât take it to heart, Iâd be fine.
I took a small bite of the cut meat on my plate, but before I could chew it, my stomach turned violently.
Slapping a hand on my mouth, I frantically signaled Nick to let me out.