Female Novel
Chapter 822
“Oh, I’m not a fast typist,” I replied, startled.
“That’s fine. I’ll dictate, and you type,” Ashton said impatiently as he stood up for me to take his seat.
He pulled me to his chair before I could protest. “Fuller Corporation and its subsidiaries…” Ashton
began his narration.
After a few paragraphs, I couldn’t take it any longer. “These are your work documents, so it’s not
appropriate for me to be looking at inside information of the company.”
“My arm is injured,” he said stubbornly.
I didn’t know what to say to that, so the only thing I could do was what he wanted.
Rebecca stood at the corner of the room, her exquisite face looking pale.
After a continuous couple of days of frantic activity for the Lavelian Village project, we finally had the
chance to take a break.
To our surprise, Harvest Festival was almost upon us. Back in the city, I racked my brain for a way to
apply for a leave from Armond for a trip back to K City.
I had been on the phone with Summer every night for the past couple of days. She told me that she
missed me, and my eyes welled up with tears every time I heard that.
On a Saturday afternoon, Ashton had invited Armond for a discussion regarding the next phase of the
Lavelian Village project. Since I had nothing to do, I planned to return to the villa to pack and head
back.
However, Rebecca’s phone call was unexpected. “Scarlett, do you have a moment?”
I had a bad feeling about it and rejected her outright. “I’m sorry, Ms. Larson. Now is not a good time.
You can say what it is you need over the phone.”
“It’s nothing important,” she laughed lightly. “It’s just that I have heard you had a near-death experience
in a freezer, and I would just like to offer my sympathy.”
I froze. How did she know about that?
“Thank you for your concern, Ms. Larson.”
“Such a pity that you’re busy at the moment, Ms. Stovall,” said Rebecca. “I was thinking of talking to
you about that incident. Perhaps another time, then.”
Ashton was supposed to investigate the matter. It had been such a hectic few days that I had
completely forgotten to follow up with him. And now Rebecca called me out of the blue to discuss this.
Does this have anything to do with her? Or could it be…?
“Rebecca, what exactly do you mean?” I asked impatiently.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I didn’t want Ash to tire himself out over you, so I hired someone to do a little digging
on my own and I’ve found something interesting. If you’re busy today, forget about it.”
“Text me the venue,” I said and headed straight to the bedroom and grabbed a coat.
She agreed to and hung up.
The venue was a café which wasn’t hard to locate. Rebecca was already seated when I arrived and
was admiring the scene outside the window with an elegant air.
She knew that I was here but did not deign to look at me at first. She narrowed her eyes and took
another sip of her coffee. “It tasted its best when it was bitter. It’s not the same after adding sugar.”
I did not respond to that. I did not enjoy anything bitter whether it was food or life.
I ordered a glass of juice for myself. Rebecca remained silent the entire time. “Ms. Larson, are we here
for the pleasure of my company?” I asked with impatience.
“Of course not!” she laughed.
Rebecca took a few more sips before looking at me again. Her gaze fell onto my neck and a smirk
played on her lips. “Ash paid for two necklaces the other day. I was wondering who the other one was
for. Apparently, it was for you!”
I touched the necklace absentmindedly. It was gifted to me by Ashton the other day over a meal.
I did not egg her on. I knew exactly what she wanted to say and was determined not to give myself a
reason to be unhappy.
“Why don’t you ask me how I knew about that?” she said with a wicked smile.
“I have no interest in knowing,” I snapped as I took a sip of juice. It tasted too sweet to be freshly
squeezed.
Rebecca shrugged as if she was unperturbed by my rudeness. “I had planned on inviting you out for
crabs, but I’ve had so many of them over the last few days. How were the crabs that he’d brought back
for you? Did they taste good?”
The glass in my hand shook at the mention of that. I looked up and found her leering at me.
So that was why he did not come home the past couple of days. He has been having dinner with her.
I did my best to control myself. “So, are you here to gloat at me or what?”
“Of course not. But I really do like crabs since I was a little girl. Ash remembered all this time. When Inovelbin
arrived at A City the other night, he took me straight for crabs. I do apologize for the ordeal you went
through that night though. It was completely unexpected. Thank goodness you are fine.”
It sounded insincere and hollow. “It has nothing to do with you,” I said with an indifferent laugh. “I am
thankful for the incident because it showed me just how much Ashton loves me.”