When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Neil shook his head, then said gravely, “Mr. Taylor is doing fine. I’m sorry, Ms. Kate. Mr. Taylor didn’t ask

for any of his family members.”

“Why doesn’t Father want to meet us? Even now, why is he still refusing to meet us?” Kate cried

hysterically and stomped off in frustration.

I watched her departing figure rather curiously but said nothing.

Right then, Neil brought Ashton and me to a separate room, apart from the rest of the house. He had a

few cakes and drinks brought in, then left us to our own devices.

I turned to face Ashton. “Shouldn’t we get going? We’ve already met Mr. Taylor, after all.”

“Why are you in such a hurry to leave? What about Mr. Fuller’s matters?” A voice rang out just as the

door burst open. Alarmed, I froze in my seat. When I looked over to the speaker, I found myself staring at

Holden.

Holden was leaning against the door frame, clutching a sheaf of documents in one hand. He wore the

same careless attitude with an accompanying smirk on his face, looking utterly irresponsible.

Ashton had also turned to look at Holden. However, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Holden strode in casually, then placed the documents he’d been holding onto the table before us. Fixing

his gaze on Ashton, Holden said, “Dad got me to hand this over to you. Everything’s written clearly

inside. If you’re concerned about any missing details, you may invite a lawyer over right now to take a

look at it. If not, then sign it.”

A quick glimpse of the documents revealed it to be a contract by the Moranta Foreign Trade Association.

Ashton merely cast an unworried glance at it, then signed it without a second thought.

Holden raised an eyebrow. “Impressive,” he remarked, examining the contract. “All right then. If there’s

nothing else, I’ll look forward to working with you, Mr. Fuller.”

Ashton nodded and replied solemnly, “Please thank Mr. Taylor on my behalf. I won’t let him down.”

At that, Holden nodded in response. “Mr. Fuller, at the rate your business is expanding, are you planning

on achieving a complete monopoly?”

Ashton remained silent.

Just as Holden was opening his mouth to speak, Neil charged into the room. “Mr. Holden, Mr. Taylor has

just passed away.”

The news landed like a bolt of lightning. Holden stood as if rooted to the spot, then roughly shoved the

stack of documents towards Neil. “Hold this!” he muttered brusquely, then sprinted out of the room.

Neil flashed us an apologetic smile. “Mr. Fuller, I’m terribly sorry. Mr. Taylor’s sudden passing has thrown

the Taylor family into a frenzy. I’m afraid we won’t be able to continue hosting both of you. I humbly seek

your understanding.”

Ashton waved away his apology, then said soberly, “We’ll head upstairs to say a final farewell to Mr.

Taylor then.”

Neil agreed.

The entire crowd had since migrated to Archie’s bedroom, spilling over into the hallway. Some family

members were fussing by his bedside, while others were wailing with grief. A few stood stoically in the

shadows, their faces ashen as tears streamed quietly down their faces.

Upon seeing Neil approach, Kate once again stepped forward and tugged at his sleeve. “Neil, has

Father’s will been written yet? Did he leave any instructions before he died?”

Kate’s voice penetrated through the fog of sorrow that lay over the room. Besides, the impending answer

to her question was of great interest to everyone present.

Neil’s calm gaze swept over the room. Then he said mildly, “Mr. Taylor did say that if anything happened

to him, Mr. Holden would be left in charge of his affairs. The lawyers will be over to read out Mr. Taylor’s

will in a while.”

“What?” Kate scorned, evidently displeased. “Why did Father ask a fool like Holden to take charge of his

affairs? The Taylor family isn’t short of members. Why did Father choose that bastard? Isn’t his existence

enough of an embarrassment to the Taylors?”

A murmur spread across the room. The other members of the Taylor family gradually rose up with one

voice to oppose the appointment of Holden.

Neil, however, looked unfazed. Placidly, he announced, “I know that there may be some disagreement to

Mr. Holden being in charge of the Taylor family. However, this is Mr. Taylor’s last wish. He has already

transferred all of his belongings to Mr. Holden. If anyone opposes this arrangement, they’re free to leave

the Taylor family and thereby cut off all ties with the household. If you wish to stay, you’ll remain under

the head of the Taylor family. You’ll have to obey Mr. Holden then.”

Neil’s proclamation immediately quelled the Taylor family’s desire to revolt. Kate, however, remained

looking rather vexed. She looked sourly at Holden.

Not long after, the lawyer arrived.

At the sight of his dark suit, the room seemed to light up in anticipation. Each one seemed eager to find

out what Archie had bestowed upon them with his passing.

The lawyer seemed to be on familiar terms with the Taylors. After a respectful bow to Archie, he settled

down, retrieving a set of documents from their briefcase. He then addressed the waiting room in a

measured tone. “My condolences to all. Archie lived to a ripe old age and was able to get all of his affairs

in order before he passed. I have here in hand Archie’s last will and testament. I will read it out to all of

you shortly.”

A hush fell over the bedroom. After glancing at his audience, the lawyer continued, “Dear members of

the Taylor family, if these words are being read to you, I would have already departed. Having been the

head of the Taylor family for decades, I’m well aware that all my things must be in order before I leave. I

won’t have any of our family members behaving disorderly in my passing and becoming a laughingstock

to the media and other families.” The will opened briefly with these statements, emphasizing Archie’s

responsibility and the Taylor family’s wellbeing without much emotion.