When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1673

We were caught in a traffic jam when we were just a street away from the club due to the evening peak hours.

I watched glumly as the numbers on the countdown indicator of the traffic light ticked down at a snail’s pace. Feeling restless, I decided to roll down the windows and gazed at the moving traffic on the opposite street instead.

Suddenly, I spotted Lucas’ face through the window of a black BMW whizzing along in the traffic. I instinctively followed the car with my gaze until it reached the end of the road and disappeared around the corner.

I was not sure if it was an illusion, but I somehow felt as if I had seen the woman who was in the car with him before.

“What’s wrong?” asked Ashton, sensing that something was up with me.

“I think I just spotted Lucas.” I pointed to the left. “He just went that way. I think he’s just been to the club.”

“I see,” Ashton responded shortly. With a slight glance toward the back seat, he asked, “Is everything okay at the club?”

Nodding, Summer gazed back at him innocently. Then, as if struck by a thought, she hurriedly took out her phone and checked through her messages to make sure she had not missed anything. Only then did she answer, “Yes, there were only a few trivial matters, all of which I’d dealt with before boarding the plane.”

Ashton merely responded with a nod and asked no further questions. Just then, the lights turned green, and the car started moving again, going at a significantly faster speed than before.

I snuck a glance at him. His expression remained indifferent, but I could sense a hint of nervous energy radiating off him.

We arrived at the club in no time at all. Stopping the car at the entrance, Ashton did not even bother removing the car keys from the ignition but hopped off the car at once and entered the club with us.

Seeing that Summer was back, her assistant came out to greet her at once. “Welcome back, Ms. Summer.”

Ashton moved past him and went straight in, his expression cold as ice.

It was his first visit to the place, but the assistant recognized who he was in an instant and froze unwittingly as he strode past, stunned by the powerful aura he exuded.

“Did those black men find trouble here just now?” Summer interrupted his train of thoughts.

I knew for sure that I had said none of those things.

Besides, I had been busy helping out in the club for the past few days. How could anyone have mistaken another person for me?

Slightly angry, I snapped at him, “Think carefully. Are you sure it was I who made you accept those wines?”

Hearing that, the assistant smiled flatteringly. “Oh, it wasn’t anything like that, Mrs. Fuller. You’re always in a good temper and obviously wouldn’t have put us in such a spot. I was actually talking about the other Mrs. Fuller.”

“Does she look a lot like me?”

I suspected it was Nora running about scamming others and being up to no good under the guise of being me. Since we both shared the same look, other than people who were close to us, no one else could possibly tell us apart.

“Huh? How is that possible? No, that Mrs. Fuller wasn’t half as attractive as you. She looked like a cheap internet influencer at most—” Suddenly realizing that he had misspoken, he hurriedly changed his words. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to criticize Mr. Fuller’s taste.”