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The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce NEW BEGINNINGS
Ashton sat in the quiet of his living room, the shadows from the evening sun as the sun was beginning it's descent to set made creative long lines across the hardwood floor. He sighed as he sank deeper into the leather chair, his thoughts were swirling from one place to the other. The house, though spacious and elegant, felt more like a museum to his past life—silent and sterile. For years, Ashton knew he had built walls around himself, prioritizing work, reputation, and duty above all else. But now, as he stared out of the large windows that overlooked the city, he realized something fundamental had shifted in him. He could sense it. He could feel it. He felt guilty, of course. Asking the Coopers for help wasn’t something he had ever imagined doing. Their influence had been instrumental in keeping the wolves at bay. Without their pull, the legal battles, the whispers, the relentless attacks from people like Rebecca would have consumed him entirely. But relying on them, especially El
The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce RAMEN AND REVELATIONS
The next day dragged on with a weariness that Ashton couldn’t shake off. He sat behind his desk, the ticking clock on the wall marked ever so painfully, every slow second that passed. The papers in front of him blurred into a haze as his mind wandered. He wasn’t usually one to let boredom get the better of him, but today was different. After last night’s function and the encounter with Myles, his thoughts were still swirling. He felt restless, like something was out of place, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was. And worse, he had finished all the activities for the morning and had plenty of time do just sit around doing nothing. Ashton rubbed his temples and sighed. It had been one of those days where everything felt like a chore. Even the prospect of having lunch seemed dull. He quickly pulled out his phone and texted Thomas.Ashton: “Lunch? My treat. I need a break.” He watched the three dots pop up, indicating that Thomas was typing. The response came almost immed
The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce VISITOR AT NIGHT
Ashton sat alone in his house, the stillness of the somewhat quiet night was broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock in the living room. The peacefulness should have soothed him, but instead, it filled him with an unease of some sort which he simply couldn't shake off. The conversation with Elizabeth earlier that day, their laughter over delicious Korean ramen, and then tge heartwarming chat with Angel that followed had settled him briefly, but now, with the dark shadows of night creeping in, it was indeed a different kind of tension that had settled in his chest.His mind wandered back to all the complications that awaited for him—Rebecca, Theron, Myles all of them—and how they’d managed through time to weave their way back into his life. The calm from earlier seemed distant now. He got up from his couch and poured himself a glass of water as he hoped that the cool liquid would clear his head at least.Ding-dong.The
The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce DECEPTION AT DINNER
The drive back to her estate felt longer than it should have. Rebecca’s hands gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary, her knuckles turned white against the leather. Ashton had not only refused her subtle attempts to sway him, but he had also sent her away, unapologetically.And that was because that busy body, Thomas Gomez had arrived at his house. That infuriated Rebecca the more. If only Thomas had not come, she was sure that she would have convinced Ashton into signing the treaty. But that incoherent piece of shit, Thomas said no.For Rebecca Knowles, rejection was a bitter pill to swallow, and tonight, it burned deeper than ever. After she had done everything she could to rectify the situation. Ashton had looked at her like she was nothing but a nuisance—like she was still the villain of the story. She scoffed at that."Maybe I am," she muttered under her breath as she pulled into the long, winding driveway that led t
The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce A NEW DAWN FOR ASHTON
The great and grand ballroom of the LeFontaine Hotel was abuzz with so much and lots of activity as business elites from across the globe gathered for one of the year’s most prestigious events—the International Business Leaders’ Conference. The elegant and of course, expensive as shit crystal chandeliers sparkled above, it made up an elegant glow over the room as well-dressed men and women mingled to network for business. They discussed everything from market trends to groundbreaking innovations. Everyone was seen with someone, getting to know each other. You could say that this was the way in which business men and women socialized; at eloquent balls like these. Ashton Pearce stood near the entrance, he adjusted the cuffs of his tailored to size charcoal suit. His sharp and surprisingly confident eyes swept across the room as he felt a rare feeling of ease settle within him. This usually wasn't him, he had to admit but strangely he was comfortable. He wasn't fidgeting or shit. For t
The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce A Life Well Lived
The sun shone a golden light across the vast fields where rows and rows of luxury Ashwagandha plants grew. Ashton Pearce stood at the edge of the field, his hands rested in his pockets as he admired the sight before him. The wind stirred the leaves and carried with it the rich, earthy scent of the herb that had changed his life forever. This was no longer just a plant—it was right now and maybe forever a symbol of everything he had built, everything he had fought for.Years had passed since those tumultuous days when his life was always filled with challenges—Rebecca’s numerous and relentless schemes, the uncertainty that had surrounded his healing abilities, and the constant battle to prove himself. But those days felt like a distant memory now. Ashton had emerged victorious, stronger and more focused than ever. The Ashwagandha plant, which had once been just a curious herb to him, was now at the center of his world-renowned healing practice. People traveled from across the country
The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce Unsolved Past Shadows
The sound of the soft hum of Ashton Pearce's estate at night was as peaceful as the day had been. The chirping crickets in the nearby gardens and the faint rustle of the wind through the Ashwagandha fields created an atmosphere of somewhat quietness and serenity. Ashton leaned against the railing of his porch,he held a glass of wine in his hand as he watched the moonlight bathe his empire. He felt the calmness seep into his bones, an absolute feeling of completeness he hadn’t known in years.This was the life, his subconscious told him. But something felt off. Despite the tranquility surrounding him, there was a weight in the air—a quiet foreboding that he couldn't just shake off. Perhaps it was the nerves about his upcoming proposal to Elizabeth, or maybe it was the realization that even at the peak of success, there were still uncertainties in life. Ashton sipped his wine while he tried to shake off the feeling.He didn't know what it was but he sensed something. He heard the soft
The Unpredicted Ascendance Of Ashton Pearce Fractured Faces
Rebecca drove home in the dead of the night, the glow of the streetlights flashed across her face while she drove. Her mind was still churned with thoughts of her confrontation with Ashton. The memory of his shocked expression, the disbelief in his eyes—it fueled her. She laughed out loud, it was in despair though. Ashton Pearce had built an empire, moved on from her, and was about to live his perfect life with Elizabeth, but now she had the power to destroy it all. Yesss. And it was such a satisfaction seeing him that flustered. Her knuckles whitened as she gripped the steering wheel tighter, her breath came out in short, controlled bursts. She was almost smiling as she pulled into the long driveway of her family’s estate, the heavy iron gates creaking as they shut behind her.The Knowles mansion stood imposing against the night sky. She stepped out of the car and her heels clicked against the stone path much like they had when she walked toward Ashton. It was a sound that felt comf
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THE FALL OF REBECCA KNOWLES
The night was thick and the wind blew incessantly as Rebecca Knowles sat alone in her dark study. Her fingers drummed anxiously and noisily against the glass table as she mulled and thought over and over about the events of the past few weeks. She had played her hand well, or so she had thought. Manipulating Ashton and blackmailing him with Kelvin was one of her best plans in her grand scheme—everything had gone exactly as she planned. She let out a laughter at the thought. Soon and no one would hear anymore about the man, Ashton Pearce. He would be long gone, and so would his legacy. She was going to make sure of it. But right now, there was this unusual feeling of unease that was beginning to creep in. Things weren’t adding up. No doubt, Ashton had been far too calm lately, and she could feel something shifting beneath the surface, something she hadn’t accounted for. She hoped that it wasn't exactly what it was that she was thinking. As far as she knew, Ashton had asked to see Ke
A Web of Lies
Ashton paced the length of his living room, the dark light of the evening made out very long shadows against the walls. His mind raced as ge struggled to process the bombshell his informant had just dropped on him. For the last few weeks, Rebecca had held the upper hand, weaponizing that kid against him, threatening to take away the one thing he had vowed to protect above all else. But now, everything had shifted. The truth, as ugly as it was, lay before him. Kelvin wasn’t even his son.He grabbed his head as he felt the migraine come down on his oh so heavily. She was sick, Rebecca. His phone buzzed on the coffee table, and without hesitation, he grabbed it, his thumb hovered frantically over Thomas Gomez's contact. Ashton’s mind flashed back to their last conversation—the one where Thomas had warned him about Rebecca’s unpredictability. He was right, more than Ashton wanted to admit.Taking a deep breath, Ashton hit the call button. It rang twice before Thomas answered.“Gomez,”
The Unraveling Deceptions
Ashton had barely left the bar when his phone rang again. This time, it wasn’t Marco or Elizabeth—it was someone unexpected. He glanced at the screen and saw the name. A cold chill washed over him as he hesitated for a moment before answering.“Pearce,” the voice on the other end growled, low and menacing. It was Gregory, one of Rebecca’s most trusted associates and a man who had never hidden his disdain for Ashton. “We need to talk. Now.”Ashton’s hand tightened around his phone. “What do you want, Gregory?” he asked. “There’s no time for games. Meet me at the old pier in thirty minutes. Don’t be late.” The line went dead before Ashton could reply.A sense of unease settled over him. What could Gregory possibly want? He had never approached Ashton directly before, and the suddenness of the call reeked of desperation. Ashton wasn’t a fool—he knew he was walking into something dangerous. But if Gregory had information or was willing to talk, it was worth the risk.He texted Elizabeth
The Truth Unveiled
Ashton’s thoughts raced as he walked alongside Elizabeth, their footsteps echoed down the dimly lit streets. The weight of Rebecca’s threats still hung heavily in the air, but Elizabeth’s revelation about the mysterious meeting had lit a fire within him. He needed answers—and fast. His phone buzzed in his pocket, and when he saw the name on the screen, a flicker of hope stirred within him.It was his contact, the spy he had placed to gather intel on Rebecca."Ashton," the voice on the other end was low, cautious. "I’ve got something big. Meet me at the usual spot in an hour. You need to hear this in person." He said to him. Ashton nodded, though the man couldn’t see him. "I’ll be there." He said. Elizabeth looked at him questioningly, and Ashton explained, “It’s my guy. He has something—something important. This might be the break we need.” he said to her. Elizabeth nodded, her expression unreadable but supportive. "I’ll come with you." She said. They headed to the meeting plac
A Clash of Will
Ashton stood under the shower, the steam enveloped him like a shroud. The water cascaded down his body and it washed away the remnants of the earlier confrontation with Rebecca, but he knew the bitterness of her words lingered in his mind like a stain that wouldn't come out. He could hear her mocking laughter echoing in the recesses of his thoughts, taunting him with the possibility of losing everything he held dear, including his son and his job.His phone buzzed incessantly on the counter, jolting him from his thoughts. Elizabeth's name flashed on the screen, and he immediately felt a feeling of urgency mixed with dread. He had kept her in the dark about the fallout with Rebecca, not wanting to drag her into the chaos. But as he turned off the water and toweled himself off, he knew he couldn't hide from her forever.After pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, he picked up the phone and answered. “Hey, Liz." He said. “Ashton,” Elizabeth’s voice came through, steady a
The Countermove
Ashton leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking beneath him as he stared at the glowing screen of his phone. The fury that had once consumed him now simmered beneath a surface of determination. Rebecca had made her move, but he was ready to play the game on his own terms. He had to find a way to outsmart her—find a way to reclaim not just his son, but his entire life.He opened his contact list, scrolling through names until he landed on the one that stood out. A name he hadn’t thought he’d have to rely on again: Myles Jameson. They hadn’t spoken since their falling out over the rumors, but desperate times called for desperate measures.With a deep breath, he dialed Myles’ number, his heart racing as the line rang. He had no idea how Myles would react after everything that had happened, but he couldn’t let fear hold him back.The call connected, and after a few rings, Myles’ voice broke through. “Ashton? Is that you?” Myles asked. “Yeah, it’s me,” Ashton replied, trying to kee
The Fall Begins
Ashton Pearce paced back and forth in his apartment, his phone was clutched tightly in his hand as he paced. The walls felt like they were closing in on him, like they were going to suffocate him as the weight of his situation bore down on him. His career, his reputation—everything he had worked so hard for—was now on the line, and he knew exactly who was behind it. Rebecca.Why was she being this way ?Why did she had to be so cruel and evil to him?The sound of his phone dialing Rebecca’s number sent a jolt of fury through him. He'd had enough of her games. After about three rings, the line finally clicked open and her cool, composed voice greeted him.“Ashton,” Rebecca said, her tone was smooth. It was laced with a venomous sweetness that made his blood boil. “What a surprise.” She purred into the phone. “Cut the crap, Rebecca,” Ashton snapped at her, he was unable to keep the anger from his voice. “I want to see my son. Where’s Kelvin?” he demanded. Since she claimed he was h
The Tightens
Rebecca’s mind still buzzed endlessly with how intense and the discussions of her meeting she had with Miguel as the car cruised through the darkened city streets. She glanced out of the window, and watched the blurred lights as they passed, but her thoughts has already spinned ahead, she anticipated her next move. Miguel was a snake, she knew that much, but for now, he was her snake—one she could use to finally dismantle the Cooper empire alongside Ashton Pearce and claim her victory.But as much as she felt in control, there was a gnawing voice in the back of her mind. Was she truly prepared for what working with Miguel would entail? She knew that she wasn’t naive. Miguel played by his own rules, and while he may have agreed to their alliance, she knew trust was a fragile thing in their world. Still, the adrenaline that coarsed through her vein was undeniable. The rush of power, the thrill of knowing she was about to topple giants—it was almost addictive. Myles wouldn’t underst
Dangerous Alliance
Rebecca stepped out of the sleek black car, the hum of the city faded as she stood before the entrance to Miguel’s exclusive club, the same one she had been to with Myles but tonight, let's just say she was doing things in her own terms and by that, going with Myles was too much crowd. The neon lights flickered above the doorway, it illuminated an eerie glow on the street. Tonight was different—tonight, she had come alone.Myles had no idea about her plan, and she oh so discreetly intended to keep it that way. This was her decision, her strategy to forge a new alliance and take control of the situation. Myles could be too cautious, too predictable. But Rebecca knew that if they were going to bring down the Coopers, they needed someone ruthless, someone like Miguel.Not that she hadn't slandered him behind his back, but he mustn't know about that. She was dressed to kill, she wore a dark emerald dress that hugged her frame, it exuded power and confidence. Her heels clicked against the
