iving room sat Talon Ashwood, calm
es. Her glamorous ruby red dress clung to her like a second skin, her nails manicured to match. Her parents,
ie the Remington's to the Ashwood'
ng the documents. Talon tugged on his straight black tie impatientl
red himself a wife before the stroke of midnig
en her fingers, a smirk on her face as h
" she announced, handin
s his wrist bumped against the stack of papers on the
gaze lifted again, it didn't return to Scarl
ded el
paper landed, was a portrait. Vint
his dark eyes roamed over the
e asked was calm
that?" H
exchanging a glance with her mother w
lfred responded before an
one. He had done business with them for years and yet he didn't know. A
roat, her fingers straight
refers not to be involved in social or
rait. His gaze was assessing and unr
her
ff guard, Mr Alfred shif
e you th
. Her
r permission to request for he
Dolores snapped her finger at a housemaid who hurried
ngers tightening aroun
ng complaints, soft footsteps
Remin
She was clothed in a plain oversized white dress, dark hair pulled back in an unruly manne
he didn't even be
Something unspoken passed between them and she bowed her
ister. When she reached the bottom, Mr Alfred, her fathe
e unease in her fa
for Halo and here she is.
moved a pen from the breast pocket of his suit and penned his signature down on the paper. In q
, he extended the contrac
gn
ding to the abrupt standing up of Mr Alfred, Mrs Dolore
anding the situation at hand. Sign it
nt, the continuation of their business line and a five percent increase of the shares the Remington's already had in Talon's business chains, Scarlet would agr
dn't understand now was why the decision n
ckground he could hear the confused murmurs of her paren
be and if she didn't sign those papers. Then everything he put in line to giv
tight line as he turned
ith one direct glance at Mr Alfred he continued. "I am sure you k
lesh of cheeks makin
anc
mily going