When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1782

Nevertheless, no one answered the call when I dialed his number.

After a long moment of contemplation, I decided to show him the card up my sleeve on WhatsApp. “Five percent of Fuller Corporation’s shares. This is the highest price I can offer to you.”

Unsurprisingly, the person I could not get through earlier instantly called on WhatsApp.

The moment the video loaded, I was greeted by Holden’s greedy grin. “My, my, look at me. I’ve been so busy that I missed Ms. Stovall’s call. What’s the matter? It seems like you’re interested in talking business with me.”

A question that he obviously knows the answer to.

Although we used to be on good terms, we were no best friends. Moreover, I had a favor to ask, so I was in no position to point out that he was playing the fool.

“I want to know whether Ashton is dead or alive,” I told him.

“That’s all?” Holden asked with a smirk.

“Of course not. I’m sure you know that’s not enough to cover the shares I’ll be giving to you.” We were talking business, after all, so I saw no need to be too polite with him.

“Go on.” Although Holden was a sweet-talker, he knew how to read a room well. When he realized that I was not in the mood for jokes, he quickly stopped the teasing tone.

“I haven’t thought of anything yet, but I’ll tell you when something pops up. I hope that it won’t be that difficult to reach you when that time comes,” I said.

Holden visibly stiffened, but he soon put on a look that told me he was going to start appeasing me. “My, what are you talking about? I’m always available to both you and Mr. Fuller.”

“I hope so.” Not wanting to look at his pretentious face, I then ended the call.

Minutes later, I received news about Ashton. However, it was not from Holden but from a tabloid magazine. Journalists truly had remarkable instincts sometimes.

With whom Ashton was, he would naturally be the focus if he were to appear in a magazine.

The title of the article was rather direct too. The President Lowering Himself And Falling For A C-List Celebrity.

The gist of the story was that Ashton was playing the role of a minor character who was confessing to the main character for the third time but was still rejected.

Ashton was a professional, so despite his minor role in the story, his eyes were bright as he asked, “Josie, will you accept me now?”

The perfect appearance, along with his faithful character, would surely win over the audience’s hearts.

However, Rebecca had set herself up to be the kind of character who would pick a bone with others. She was completely unfazed by Ashton’s pleading eyes. “Save it. I have told you I don’t love you. Even if all the men in the world are dead, I still won’t choose you. The very look of you disgusts me!”

Slap!

All of a sudden, she slapped Ashton.

It seemed like Rebecca had used all her strength in that slap, for Ashton’s head was tilted to the side by the force.