Chapter 55
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
âYou think youâre better than me!â He was not prepared for my counterattack and now looked like he
had swallowed a bitter pill, fumbling for more insults.
At that moment, the elevator door opened, and I shot him one last dirty look. âI sincerely hope to see
you upgrade from a second-rated bootlicker to a first-class minion. See you around!â
Imagining smokes coming out of Joeâs ears made me forget about Ashton pissing me off this morning.
When I stepped into my office, there was already someone waiting for me.
Stacey quickly walked up to me and said, âMs. Stovall, Mr. Harrison from Harrison Credit has been
waiting for you all morning in your office.â
After nodding in acknowledgment, I told Stacey to fetch me a glass of warm milk.
Upon entering my office, I saw Nick sitting comfortably in my chair with his legs up and eyes closed as
though he had been resting for a while.
He heard me walking in but did not bother to open his eyes. âMs. Stovall, do you always come to the
office whenever it pleases you?â
Ignoring his sarcasm, I set aside my handbag and sat down on the couch. Stacey came over with my
milk and asked, âMs. Stovall, do you want me to bring over all the audit reports for Fuller Corporation?â
I shook my head and took a sip of milk before suggesting to Nick, âI suppose you have already
received the message. Since youâre here, shall we sign the contract right away?â
Nick finally opened his eyes, half squinting them at me while he said, âDoes this mean you have
decided to collaborate with us?â
Furrowing my brows, I took a deep breath to ease the numbing ache radiating from my lower back.
Then I turned to Stacey and asked her to bring the contract over.
After receiving it, Nick merely glanced through the papers without an ounce of seriousness and signed
the contract on the spot.
I was only responsible for the signing of the agreement, and the next step would be for Harrison Credit
to liaise directly with our Finance Department. That part was out of my scope.
But Nick did not seem like he was ready to leave, so I shot him a questioning look. âMr. Harrison, is
there anything else?â
Hearing that, he stood up and walked over to sit next to me. âLetâs have lunch together.â
I really did not have the patience for this brat, so I turned to Stacey. âGo downstairs and get Mr.
Harrison some takeout.â
Stacey was a little startled but nodded her head nonetheless and retreated from my office to get his
lunch.
Nick was disappointed and tried to protest, âHey Scarlett, that was a sincere request to have lunch with
you. Did you have to turn me down like that?â
Feeling annoyed, I gave him a cold glare. âMr. Harrison, in terms of work, my job here is done. As for
personal relationships, Iâm married, so Iâd appreciate it if you could keep your distance.â
Massaging my temples, I walked back to my desk and pulled out HiTechâs file. After settling Fuller
Corporationâs audit, there were still more HiTech cases to follow up. Just thinking about all these
pending matters made my headache worse.
I could not understand what was going through youngstersâ minds these days. Do they not fathom
social cues at all? I thought I had made myself crystal clear about not wanting to have anything further
to do with Nick, and yet he was still lingering in my office like a fungal infection.
Well, he could suit himself. Iâd just get started with my work.
Right then, Stacey returned to the office. Placing the takeout in front of Nick, she said politely, âMr.
Harrison, your lunch.â
Nick was not amused at all and replied sarcastically, âWell, thank you so much!â
Responding with a faint smile, Stacey walked toward me. âMs. Stovall, Mr. Lowe from AC Credit has
come looking for you a few times. Would you like to see him?â
I opened my inbox to check for new emails, but there were none. âNot at the moment, Stacey.â
I knew this would come back to haunt me. We skipped over the winner of the open tender and gave the
job to Harrison Credit. As expected, there was no way AC Credit would let this go so easily.
This was far from over.
âIf you asked me, Iâd say go see him. You may be surprised!â Nick interrupted while eating his takeout,
âAh, I almost forgot to inform you, Harrison Credit will only be responsible for Fuller Corporationâs audit.
We wonât be dealing with any of your subsidiaries.â
Furrowing my brows, I asked, âWhat do you mean by that?â
He slowly laid his fork down and looked at me. âYou heard me. Correct me if Iâm wrong. Fuller
Corporation went public last year and merged with Quinn Corporation. So I suppose their finance falls
under your supervision as well?â
At that point, he was starting to get on my nerve. âYouâre saying you will only handle Fuller
Corporationâs audit but not Quinn Corporationâs?â
He nodded and said, âFuller Corporationâs financial reports are massive and complicated as it is. If we
are to include Quinn Corporationâs, we wonât be able to catch up with the release of next quarterâs
financial statements.â
I was almost hyperventilating after listening to his assertion. âThatâs nonsense! The two companies
were already merged last year, and theyâre now operating under the umbrella of Fuller Corporation. If
your company is going to handle the parent companyâs audit, you have to include Quinn Corporation as
well.â
He smirked and said, âMs. Stovall, I donât think so.â
Piece of sh*t!
I walked right into his freaking trap.
âStacey, please escort Mr. Harrison out of my office!â I wasnât sure whether I could stop myself from
punching his stupid face if he stayed any longer.
I needed to discuss this with Ashton immediately. This was just the right recipe for chaos.
Before leaving with the takeout in his hands, Nick turned around and emphasized, âI shall remind you
that we have just signed a legally binding agreement, so Iâd advise you against screwing us over.â