Ash watched closely when Noel left the dinner table. He had told her that he was going to the comfort room, but she knew for sure it wasn’t the reason for leaving the table. The members of the mafia were having a blast as Damien has secured a very important deal and thus, they were rewarded with a feast. She heard his phone ring and saw Damien’s name flashing on it. Ash handed the phone earlier to Noel without paying too much attention to it. Noel gets the call and then leaves to reason out, marking Ash’s face with worry.She returned to her seat and watched as the secretary fidgeted his way out of the dining hall. Noel gave Ash one last look and the girl raised her soda can at him, but Noel smiles hesitantly at her and then leaves. Ash's eyes then turn cold. ‘What the hell was that all about?” she raised her question and then stood up from her seat to follow the secretary. Noel entered Damien’s room and had a small conference with him and by the time he went out, she slowly started
“You consent to this, Mr. Blackwell?!” Everyone in the conference room couldn’t believe what they had just heard. Being in partnership with Gazett was shocking enough, but to stoop as low to bring the Coltons into the collaboration was something they did not fathom! Not only did the Coltons’ business shrank into bankruptcy, but it was also a boiling pot of complaints and a bad reputation. “Indeed, the Colton’s physical shops are in good condition! However, the consumers have never even considered buying from them! This is because of the bad reputation of their shops! Are you sure that putting our limited-time stocks in these eleven stores are going to make an impact? I say we distribute these to the next highest-ranking distributor! They’d be more capable than the Coltons of handling these precious goods!” “How dare you accuse the Coltons!” Gazett was fuming. It was already becoming clear who he had been working with. “Their shops continue to sell goods and has been satisfactory whe
EASTERNWOOD AVENUE - Avian DealershipA black vehicle parked in front of a car dealership store and is greeted by a mechanic. Ash Harlock rolls the window down and the mechanic leans against the window, his face strict and wary. He looked from both sides of the road and then to Ash.“You’re here.”Ash smirked. “You didn’t expect me? I make the visits now since Lord Tyrell passed away.” “Don’t fuck with me, Ash. Where is he?”Ash’s eyes turned cold. “Do I really have to repeat that again?” The mechanic looked shocked at her statement and palmed his face with his hands, clearly problematic. “I can’t believe that he’s dead! I thought they were just rumors. No one could take Tyrell Blackwell down in a fight!”“It wasn’t a fair fight.” Ash shrugged. “He was ambushed at the day of his son’s debut. You have what we need, yes?”“I warned him! I warned him not to fucking do that stupid party!” Stress crossed Ash’s face as she palmed her face as well. She took a deep breath and then pointed a
Silence engulfed the two. Smoke wafted through the air as Tim lowered his cigarette and looks at Ash.“You’re staring at me all funny, Harlock. You plannin’ to put a bullet through my head?” “You didn’t tell me what I wanted, so as much as I want to do that— I could never.” “Heh.” Tim nodded. “You’ve grown. A lot.”“I’m going to pretend that you didn’t mention anything that you did today.” The girl replied with a sinister tone and then moved her frigid hues into the distance. “I am not with the Sumerkis.”“That is what everybody says, Ash.” Tim provoked her back. “Even I say that I am from this shop when all along I have been working with the dirtiest dogs of this country.” “The Vigilantes are not dogs.”“You are dogs.” Tim remained firm with his voice which Ash immediately silences. Like a father scolding his child, Tim frowned at the girl and continued to sermon. “Doing errands for every president in this country to keep his arse safe and hands clean. You are like dogs chained to
The Blackwell residence was finally ready to invite Richard Colton into their gates.Today, he is visiting to discuss partnerships with Damien. A Rolls-Royce Ghost makes its appearance known. Clarissa and Richard Colton were inside the car, both arguing with each other. Their fighting silhouettes could not escape Damien’s keen eyes that await them from the balcony. He sees Ash meeting the vehicle and then gestured at the security guards to open the gates, and Coltons’ priced vehicle enters. The two exit the vehicle.Clarissa’s face was scornful whilst Richard’s was drowning in irresolution. The male heaves a sigh before wandering at Damien’s immense wealth. The disdain on Clarissa’s face faded as she also feasted her eyes on the villa around her. She was surrounded in what seemed like a castle. The Blackwells’ manor was four times the size of her mansion! “Welcome to Master Damien’s villa.” Ash greeted them with a graceful smile she had practiced yesterday. “I will escort you inside.
The air thickened as the two meet eyes. Richard wears a smile on his face before approaching him. “Thank you, Damien. I feel honored to be invited.” “Please,” Damien beckoned to the seat beside Clarissa. “Make yourself comfortable.” Richard walks towards Clarissa, who immediately scoots away from him, not wanting to be any inch close to that man. Despite being hurt, Richard did not really make it obvious. Damien glanced at the two’s awkward interaction and smiles at them both. There was something sinister about the way his lips curled. Damien stretched out his hand to his secretary who gave him a brown envelope containing their sample contract. He immediately pushes it towards the pair and then crosses his legs before speaking. “This is a sample of the contract.” He states. “I’ll have you read them first. That way, you’ll know the extent of how much you can convince me to save your company.” Richard leans to take the envelope and then glanced at his wife before opening it. Claris
Damien had left the villa with Noel whilst Ash remained there to accommodate the two. Despite how she persuaded Damien that she would come with him, the male merely refused and told her to keep an eye on the couple. Ash couldn't argue back. It was a lie that Damien was going to meet with someone tonight. Noel drove the male to a nearby restaurant where they had booked the entire floor. There, he plans to wait the rest of the night while speaking with his secretary in regard to his new findings about Ash. Damien went to his seat and Noel wasted no time giving him a new envelope with the documents inside.“Was it really a good idea to leave her with the Coltons, Sir?” the secretary asked sheepishly. “I worry Ash kills them if she gets too pissed.”“That could be a possibility.” Damien shrugged his shoulders. “Though I am not very worried.”“She is suspicious of me.” Noel pretended to wipe tears from his eyes dramatically. “If one day you don’t hear from me again, just know that Ash may
“Has Damien not arrived yet?”Ash Harlock moved her observing eyes to the side where she saw Clarissa approaching her. She was wearing a silky, red-laced nightgown that barely covered her milky complexion. Her hair was tucked to her left shoulder and Ash could see that the woman retouched her makeup instead of removing it. Her body was facing the balcony, looking over to the gates to check if the master had returned, so Ash turned around to give Clarissa her attention. Even if she hated to do anything with her, she couldn’t just leave the woman unattended. “Master will return shortly. You may go to bed without him.”“I’d feel bad if I didn’t get to give him proper thanks after giving Richard a deal like that. I want to see him personally and thank him.” “That won’t be necessary.” Ash firmly said to her, which felt like a slap of rejection to the other woman’s face. “Master Damien is generous in nature, and your husband has given him enough gratitude before he left.”“No, I insist,”