When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Chapter 1084

Chapter 1084

I suddenly remembered that Sasha’s parents were also locked up here. At the thought of this, Iinstinctively shot off the chair and paced out the door. Seeing me leave, Holden called out, “Where areyou going?”

“To replace out where everyone else is!” Worry seeped into my mind. Sasha’s parents couldn’t handlebeing stressed, given their old age.

He frowned. “Don’t, it’s pointless, and not to mention, extremely dangerous because Armond keeps hispoisonous pets downstairs. He’ll strangle me with his bare hands if you somehow get yourself killed.So, it’s best to stay here. I’m sure someone will get us out.”

I pursed my lips at that last bit. “Is that someone the person that you’re working with?” Isn’t that personin Moranta? So who is he referring to?

But Holden disregarded my question. Instead, he resumed eating and even complimented Armond’sprivate chef, singing about how tasty the food was.

Hesitantly standing by the door, I thought about the conversation earlier with Nora before announcing,“Stay here while I head out for a bit. Don’t worry, Armond won’t hurt me since he still needs me to getthat sandalwood box. And I’m sure he’s installed cameras all over this villa, so he’ll be watching ourevery move.”

Then I exited the living room and trailed down the hallway that Spencer took when he brought me upearlier. After walking for some time, I realized that I hadn’t even left the fourth floor at all.

My face scrunched worryingly at the realization that Armond’s villa must be built like a maze.Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made it so big.

At this thought, I halted and scanned the never-ending walls around me. There were no stairways, andeach door looked identical, down its gold knobs and intricate carvings. On top of that, there were manyadjoined corridors. Shoot, which path did I take earlier?

My heart thundered in my chest. It swung like a mallet against my ribcage.

All the doors were shut, so I approached random ones and tried to open them. Yet, no matter howmuch I rattled or turned their knobs, none opened.

The booming in my chest grew incessant as if my heart might burst at any moment.

Then I heard them; despite my initial hesitance, I eventually gave in and trailed after the faint chattersof some men and women. I inhaled sharply as the voices had miraculously led me to a door whoseknob could be turned.

With extreme caution, I opened the door and entered before freezing at what was inside the room.

The dimly lit room was spacious. Many stares snapped towards me, alarmed by my sudden entrance.The one person who didn’t seem shocked was Armond, who lounged leisurely on a sofa as his gazetrailed from the performance at the very front of the room over to me.

He swirled a glass of blood-red wine and raised his eyebrows mockingly. “I see you’ve made it. Comein! Join the fun.”

I was still too stunned by everything to respond. Eventually, my lips parted as I managed a simplesqueak, “I…”

“Escort Ms. Stovall in.” Armond’s eyes fixated on me like a predator’s. He placed his glass down whilsta crooked smile smeared itself across his face.

His stare sent a chill down my back, straightening every fine strand of hair on my body. I trembledhelplessly as two men grabbed onto my arms and brought me closer to Armond. They then left aftercompleting their task.

Before me, Armond crossed his legs whilst grinning with a tainted delight. “Have a seat, come watchthe show since I doubt you’ve ever witnessed such finesse.”

My feet remained firmly rooted into the ground. I refused to go over, knowing that there were about fourto five mastiffs and dingos eyeing me cautiously from every corner of the room.

Thoughts raced in my mind as I tried to figure out Armond’s next plan of action. Seeing howunresponsive I was, Armond’s eyes narrowed furiously.

“So you prefer to stand and watch?” He spat.

But neither of us, especially myself, was prepared for what happened next.

I winced, feeling a dry and clenching ache in my stomach. Then my knees gave in, and I plopped ontoall fours before a sour stream of vomit retched up my throat.

Armond’s face loosened into a dull expression, save for the slight twitching of his lips that showed howentertained he was by my suffering.

A sharp stench filled the air around us. I emptied almost everything in me, yet I could still taste thesourness of rotten plums in my mouth. It took a moment before I regained my focus on him. I yelled indisbelief, “Armond, you psychopath! You’re insane!”

That’s right. Armond thought to himself.

Armond’s eyes bore indifferently into mine. “Hmm? Have you finally decided to surrender the contractto me?”

“Do you even know what you’re doing?” I felt my emotions churning as I stared down at the repulsiveman before me, who sought after the contract by any means necessary.

Armond relaxed deeper into the sofa, sprawling his arms into a comfortable position. He shot acontemptuous stare at me and hissed, “Do you think Ashton would hand over the contract if I made youjoin them?”

“You’re insane!” My face paled to a greyish disdain. Feeling my blood run cold, I stepped backward,wanting to put some distance between myself this monster of a man.

He howled obnoxiously at the sight of me trembling. His laughter wriggled into my ears like worms ashe mocked, “You’re too meek to beat me in this game of chase, Scarlett. I assure you won’t loseanything by giving me the contract, so why don’t you hand it over, hmm?”

Damn it. Regret seeped into me as if I had been drenched with a bucket of cold water. I shouldn’t haveentered the room and walked so willingly into the lion’s den.

Gathering whatever courage I had left, I forced myself to meet his gaze. “I’d hand over the contract toanyone without question, just not you, Armond. What you’re after is the Murphy family’s recognition,aren’t you? Well, I won’t give you that satisfaction. Look at how you destroyed the Murphy familybusiness. That was why you sought after the trading rights to Moranta’s ports; you wanted to undo thedamages you’ve done to the Murphys.

“You’re probably nervous because Mr. Murphy’s already planning to remove you from your currentpowerful position, am I right? Well, a vile man like you will never succeed in life, no matter how capableyou are or how many despicable tactics you resort to. I won’t give the contract to you. I’ll put you

behind bars myself and allow the Murphys’ next heir to restore their family’s initial glory. As for you,you’re better off rotting in a jail cell where you belong.”