Silence and a smooth ride down the road was enough to clear Ashton's head and put him to sleep. Plus, the tiredness from staying awake all night to tend to his wife's laundry and other chores.
A sudden vibration in his pocket yanked him out of dreamland and he sourced it out. It had been his phone ringing.
An empty look took over his face as he stared at the name on the screen. My forever half. He ought to change it or probably delete her number even.
"Hello?" He spoke calmly into the phone.
"I can't believe how low you would go just to get back at me." Rebecca said icily. "Why would you do that to me?" She questioned angrily.
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
She gritted her teeth as anger boiled her blood like a pot of soup on a hot stove, causing it to bubble. "Are you with Mr Gomez right now?" She managed the words as calmly as she could which was far from calm.
"I am."
Her scoff sounded in his ear. "You really let me down, for a man who talked on about how he loves me, you just decided to ruin my one shot to greatness! As what? Payback? Couldn't you have just spoken directly to my face instead of hurting my company?!" She barked at him.
Ashton remained calm and his words came out with ease. "How childish do you make me to be? I ruined your one shot to greatness? Whatever it is that happened with Mr Gomez had nothing to do with me if that's what you're thinking."
"Oh yeah? Then why would he call off our partnership after having a talk with you? I know you did this, my family saw you do it!"
Her tone was like a harsh thunderstorm that would have struck Ashton if he were standing face-to-face with her. But it still had a little effect on him.
He was utterly disappointed. Had she not even had an iota of trust in him over a marriage of three years? Yet she kept growling at him like a stray dog.
He managed to still remain calm, not letting her hurtful words get the better of him. "Rebecca, whether you chose to believe me or not is your choice but I had nothing to do with it. Don't call me for such matters again."
Before she could spit another fiery ball of words at him, he hung up and tucked his phone back into his pocket.
Mr Gomez, knowing the situation well, put in a few words. "I can straighten her up if you'd like, and her family too. I know they'll try to harass you when they see you again but I can stop it from ever happening."
Ashton shook his head. "No need for that. Instead I'd rather we never see each other again, it's better that way."
Mr Gomez said no more until they arrived at the mansion on the Coopers. Like their arrival had been made known, a male servant had been made available for them as they stepped down from their car.
"If you'd come with me." The man said in the most polite and respectful way.
He led them into the mansion and kept them at the waiting room with tea and biscuits for refreshment. Ashton didn't mind helping himself to some tea, it was made from fresh herbs to soothe the nerves but a hint of something within wished he didn't drink it.
Thankfully, Mr Gomez was not indulged in the tea nor the snacks either.
Ashton spared a moment to embrace the unfamiliar environment. The room was large with different expensive decorations but there was a way it all came together to look simple.
"I know right?" Mr Gomez said like he had heard what Ashton was thinking. "Mr Cooper is a man of simplicity and so is his daughter. Everything they eat and drink is fresh from the garden except for moments when they have a sweet tooth of course.
"Elizabeth is not one to be looked at as a simple girl though, one can compare her to a tycoon. She raised a whole conglomerate all by herself in just a few years! She is a powerful leader only weighed down by her illness now."
Ashton nodded his head but said nothing.
Mr Gomez's face lit up. "What do you think about making use of the situation at hand?"
"What do you mean?" Ashton arched a curious brow.
"You are now single, Elizabeth herself is without a husband. If you two get married--"
"Hold your tongue right there." Ashton cut him off. "I'm good."
Mr Gomez swallowed the rest of his words. Almost immediately, Mr Cooper approached them with an anxious smile on his face.
"My old friend, good to see you." He smiled as he extended a hand to shake Mr Gomez.
Mr Gomez accepted the handshake with as much pleasantry.
"Now, we have no time to waste. Where is this miracle doctor you spoke of on the phone?" Mr Cooper's gaze wandered past Ashton and looked everywhere in the room.
"Why is he standing right here?" Mr Gomez pointed at Ashton who wore a pleasant smile on his face.
"It's an honor to meet you Mr Cooper." Ashton tilted his head respectfully.
Mr Cooper's face scrunched angrily. "Is this a joke? He looks nothing older than my daughter herself! Experienced doctor's from all over the world have flown in to check her but you bring me a kid?"
Me Gomez let out a soft laughter. "Trust me, he's more experienced than you think. If there is anyone more familiar with medicines and herbs than him then it must be the god himself."
With such words, Mr Cooper felt a little convinced but only by a little. Since his friend had vouched for the kid, he would allow it.
He led them up the stairs to the room where Elizabeth was being taken care of. As Ashton saw her, her beauty caught him by surprise.
He hadn't expected such flawless beauty even when she was laying on her supposed death bed. He walked up to her and the young lady standing guard next to her bed gave him a harsh look. He could have sworn he heard her growl.
"Ms Cooper, I have brought the best healer in the entire galaxy to see you, you'll be up and running in no time." Mr Gomez assured.
Her pale lips gave way to a weary smile. "You're too kind. Thank you." She strained the words from her mouth.
Ashton took one look at her and for a second, his brows creased. His eyes trailed to a cup sitting on her table and he picked it up.
"What are you doing with that?" Mai, the lady guard, growled. "Shouldn't you be tending to her?"
Mai Lee was like a sister to Elizabeth, they always did everything together and she hadn't left her side since she fell sick.
"I am. If I'm allowed some questions..." Mr Cooper nodded and Ashton continued. "Do you know what the mandrake plant is?"
"Of course! I'm very accustomed to the flowers that grow in my garden." The man boasted.
"How many of you ingest this plant? Maybe as tea or seasoning for your snacks and soups?"
"I only like to adore them." The man simply replied.
"I take them... Sometimes." Elizabeth's weary voice called for all their attention which they willingly gave her. "I like to participate in some kind of... Martial arts, they leave me tired by the end of the day but mandrake tea gets me going like nothing ever happened." She confessed.
Ashton nodded his head. "My hypothesis is this, Ms Cooper, like people like me with coffee, has grown too fond of this tea. She relies on it for strength like we do with coffee. But a tea like that is too vicious to the human body.
"Be it a pinch you've been ingesting, they have been killing your blood cells slowly and the other doctors didn't notice this poisoning because it isn't posing a threat to you. It's just doing as it should, killing you slowly."
Ashton's explanation left them all wide eyed, including Elizabeth herself. She hadn't expected to be the cause of her own predicament.
Ashton took a step forward towards Elizabeth's bed and placed a hand on her forehead. Then he lifted his hand and placed it on her throat. "Hmm, it's hard for you to breathe isn't it?" She nodded her head."Can you swallow for me?" He asked with an arched brow. She tried to swallow her own saliva but choked. Her eyes fell shut for a second as the pain stung her."Inflammatory." He muttered to himself with a concerned look in his eyes. He turned to look at her father who stood worriedly a few feet away from him. "Her throat has been inflamed so she has a severe sore throat. All these side effects are ones you must have noted yourself while you take the tea." His eyes trailed back to Elizabeth."Nonsense!" Mia barked. She shoved Ashton with all her might, sending him stumbling backwards. "This man is a con! If she's sick because of the tea then why am I as healthy as I am when I drink it too , even in larger quantities than she does?!" She growled at him. "You have a stronger immune
"And how long do you plan on staring instead of treating her?" Mia spat out arrogantly. She had noticed how Ashton had been taking peaks at Elizabeth's naked body and if it weren't for the fact that she was willing to remain calm until her friend was healed, she would have poked his eyes right out of their sockets. Ashton let out a soft laughter. "Ms. Cooper is remarkably beautiful, I apologize for staring but there was no way one could hold himself from taking as much as a glance at a beautiful flower." His words caught her by surprise. Why would he apologize for what he did when most men would out rightly deny ever doing it in the first place. A strange man he was, or so she found him. Even though he had proved to be a better fighter then she, she would never still respect him or show any sign of remorse for giving him a nosebleed unless he was truly able to cure Elizabeth. "Do you think... Acupuncture can heal me?" Elizabeth asked him. "I know it can. I'll have to mix up a co
A Lamborghini Urus drove to the front of the Cooper's apartment as Ashton left the front door. The car stopped in front of them and that was when he noticed that Mia had left them for a moment. She came out of the car and opened the door. Ashton turned around to look at Elizabeth who was standing next to him. She too had come to a stop as her eyes met with the confused look on his face. Her lips curved into a gentle smile. "I would like to show my gratitude in full if you would allow me." "And what exactly do you have in mind?" Ashton raised a curious brow. "Allow Mia to drop you at your home. Where do you stay?" Ashton felt a little ashamed to admit it but he didn't have any home in the whole of Beaumont city. With his divorce from his wife, he had nowhere to return to at the end of the day. "I don't... I don't have a place." "Oh..." She muttered. She gave him a gentle smile. "So where were you going?" "I was going to find a hotel nearby to stay for a while." "Then you're ju
A disgusted look played on Elizabeth's face as she heard the words from Theron's mouth. The way his eyes looked her up and down gave her an eerie feeling as he licked his lower lips.A smile curved on Theron's face as he looked down at her. Judging from the mini skirt and shirt she had on, the only job he found befitting to her was room attendant. He needed no one to tell him how difficult it must be to get a job at sky castle hotel so he figured she must have laid down her body to get the job.He took out his wallet and forced a few hundred dollars into her hands. "Your time's not now baby girl, just wait and let me finish up with that bloody bastard." Elizabeth frowned. What the hell did he take her for? She threw his money back at him as rage filled her up. "What exactly do you think you are doing? Mr Pearce is a good friend of mine and I advise you to withdraw before I ask you to be thrown out." Her tone was as cold and deadly as sharp icicles. Ashton was completely silent stil
The drive from Ashton's penthouse apartment down to the villa where old grandpa Knowles lived was a shorter distance than he had predicted it to be. Ashton got down from the taxi and paid the driver with both cash and a kind smile. As he strode down to the entrance, he was surprised to see Rebecca's mother, Diana, pacing about at the entrance. Her eyes sparked as she saw him, and she hurried to him with her high heels, calling attention as she walked towards him. The knee-length black dress she had on moved upward, revealing her thighs as she walked. The look on her face wasn't that of someone who was pleased. Ashton stood with a plain expression on his face. His clothes were as simple as they had always been; he tucked his hand into the pocket of his jacket and held his head high. "Listen to me," Diana started with a deadly scowl. "I don't know why my father wants to see you, but you better compose yourself in there. Don't go talking like a retarded fool about things you shouldn
Benjamin didn't know what to feel or how to feel. How did this ever become a reality? A divorce? Why and how?"Grandpa." Ashton's words snapped him out of his thoughts, and he looked into his eyes. "I'll come visit you when I can, but for now, I have to leave." He said it with a meek smile. Ashton had gotten on one knee to speak to him but now rose to his feet. He didn't spare Rebecca as much as a glance as he strode towards the door. Mixed emotions of anger and hurt filled his body as he walked. "Where the hell do you think you are going to be good for nothing, freak?! Who gave you permission to walk away from the midst of a prestigious family and ourselves? Come back here, let me teach you some manners." Theron growled angrily as he started towards Ashton. All eyes were on Ashton as he walked out, and they didn't seem to notice when the old man sprung to his feet. He pulled Theron by his collar and gave him a resounding slap that brought gasps from his daughter and his granddaug
The pleasant smell of freshly brewed coffee caressed Mia's nostrils as she sat cross-legged on a sofa couch in Ashton's living room. Her eyes traveled across the room, taking in the explicit decor of the place, but she hadn't expected less. It was a property owned by the Coopers, so it definitely would be made to high taste. Ashton sat himself down opposite her as he placed a cup of coffee on the table in front of himself and handed another cup to her. She accepted it with a grateful smile before raising the cup to her mouth to take a sip. She felt positive energy flow down her body as the coffee slid down her throat. It was good. "I didn't know you were such a good brewer." Ashton smiled. "I'm more than just a good healer. So tell me, why have you come to see me?" She carefully dropped the cup of coffee on the table before adjusting in her seat. "I wanted to know something. You were right about what you said; my ancestors did die early, but they believed it was nothing but a cur
The alarm clock next to Ashton's bed rang vigorously at seven in the morning. The sun reflected through a slight opening in his window blind and outlined his face. He groaned as he reached out his hand to turn off the alarm clock. He didn't have any plans for the day, but he didn't mind going on a walk that morning. He sat up in bed and reached for his phone. A message displayed on the screen, and it was only then noticed that Elizabeth had left several messages and calls. "Shit," he muttered to himself. He had placed his phone on silence the night before he went to bed, but he hadn't expected Elizabeth to have called. Clicking on one of the messages, he read it in his mind. She had requested he accompany her out that morning and also mentioned she had a favor to ask of him. He immediately placed a call through, and she answered almost in an instant, like she had been waiting for his call. "Hello, good morning. My sincere apologies for missing all your calls; my phone was in sil
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
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,”
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
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
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
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
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
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
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