Ashton walked back to his apartment feeling an unexpected lightness. The conversation with Rebecca had brought a feeling of closure and clarity of some sort that he hadn't anticipated. Yet, as satisfying as it was to resolve old issues, he knew that it was only the beginning of dealing with his tangled emotions.Inside his apartment, he was greeted by the silence of his living room. He made himself a sandwich and settled on the couch, pulling out his phone. For a moment, he stared at it, debating whether to call Thomas and share the update. Instead, he opted to send a quick text."Talked to Rebecca. Went well. Will fill you in later."He set the phone aside and took a bite of his sandwich, letting his thoughts wander. Despite the progress with Rebecca, his mind kept drifting back to Elizabeth. He couldn't shake the image of her waking up in his bed, the confusion and awkwardness of that morning, and the unresolved feelings that lingered between them.His phone buzzed with a reply from
Damian got tips of Jessicaʼs return to Brooklyn from a source. He tried reaching out to her severally but couldnʼt get through. Jessica got dressed preparing for another attempt in two weeks to get Nicholas' attention. She wasnʼt deterred. She needed to get to him one way or another. She wiggles the bunch of keys in her hands with a little difficulty as she turns to see Damian. She jittered in fright as she put her hand across her chest squeezing her dress a little. “Someoneʼs gotta put a bell on you!.” She exclaimed, frowning.“You've been ignoring me, why?” Damian asked, visibly angry. “You mind telling me about my child now Jess?” He added.“Heʼs not your child Damian, I've got things to do.” She said, trying to leave.“No you donʼt,” He said, holding her back. “We're going to the hospital to get DNA right now.” He said pulling Jessica.“No Iʼm not following you to any fucking Hospital Damian, youʼd better let go of my hands right now!!” She was still struggling to be free.“I to
He heard Miguel let out a chuckle beside me. "Of course." He said. "You would approve that I get out of your hair." He said and I watched him. "Who wouldn't?" I asked him. "Since you came back to this pack a lot of things have been going haywire. Now I don't know what you're doing but I know you have a hand in something if not everything that is happening." I said and he laughed openly this time. It was like I had told the joke of the century. "You think so?" He asked me. "Do you really think that I am the cause of your problems? Your personal problems Cole?" He asked with a knowing smile and I couldn't help but think that he knew something. I was left off guard at that. "You are an asshole Miguel." I said. "I used to think that you were my brother, my own blood but you are nothing but a traitor." I told him but he didn't seem fazed by my words. If anything he found it fascinating that I was riled up. So he just stood there, smirking at me. Like I was a lunatic here. I clenched my
The following day, Nicholas awoke grudgingly with a call. He winced when the light from the windows entered his eyes and he groaned so painfully. "Hello," he said in a gruff voice."Nicholas, we've got a lead on Vincent Laramie," Morgan said in an urgent tone. Her voice was harsh, and she didn't even bother to say good morning to him. "I need you to come to my office right away." She told him. Nicholas groaned out loud. "I'll be there as soon as I can," he said to her.After ending the call, Nicholas sat up and rubbed his temples. His head pounded, so painfully reminding him of the previous night's drinking. Despite his physical discomfort, he felt a glimmer of determination. This lead on Vincent Laramie was crucial.Just as he was about to get ready, someone knocked on the door and his father stepped into the room. "Morning, son. You don't look too well." He said as he observed him. "Rough night," Nicholas admitted as he rubbed at his temples. "Want to get some air? Maybe clear
"That's my brother," she said after she had briefly shut her eyes and muttered a silent prayer about the universe quitting this silly habit of giving her mindless and gullible office assistants. "Let him in." She instructed. Stephan nodded and left. Myles who had been watching her cleared his throat as he got up from his seat as he spoke. "Well," he said. "I guess that is my cue to leave. I should leave you to your family business." He told her. She looked at him. "Thanks for stopping by Mr Jameson." Rebecca said. "And just in case you change your mind," Myles said as he turned to her already standing. "The location to the hang out spot is the renown De la Cruise hotels and resorts." He told her and she regarded him, fighting hard to not clench her fists at him. Rebecca smiled and said. "Okay Myles, I guess I just have to think about it but like I told you I can't come at the moment because I am going to be preoccupied. " She said to him and he nodded his head rather disappointe
Ashton and Thomas sat opposite each other at the cafeteria as they ate. Ashton was having a platter of waffles, blueberries, and syrup, while Thomas opted for a classic hamburger. Both had a can of beer in front of them. It was closing hours, and having just finished work, they decided to unwind with some food and conversation. Ashton took a forkful of syrup-covered waffle, chewing thoughtfully and silently. Thomas, watching him closely, could sense something was on his friend’s mind.He kept observing his demeanour, he knew fully well that Ashton had something on his mind.So taking a last bite of his burger, Thomas chewed as he wiped his mouth with the napkin he had wrapped around his neck. Placing the napkin on his lap rather than around his neck, he swallowed as he watched his friend. "Ashton?" Thomas called and Ashton looked up at him in surprise. Thomas smiled at that. He had half thought that Ashton would be too engrossed in what he was thinking just now to care to hear him. G
Ashton waited for Mr Cooper to make up his mind. He stood there with Thomas beside him while he waited. Soon Mr Cooper let out a single nod. Ashton still stood there, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for Mr. Cooper's response. The weight of the situation pressed heavily upon him, the gravity of his words sinking deeper with each passing moment. He prayed silently within himself, hoping against hope that Mr. Cooper wouldn't dismiss his offer as a scam.As the seconds stretched into minutes, Ashton felt the tension in the room thicken, each breath drawn in anticipation of Mr. Cooper's decision. Thomas Gomez, standing steadfastly by Ashton's side, added his own voice to the plea, his words carrying the weight of his conviction.Ashton was indeed grateful for Thomas. "I've known Ashton Pierce for years," Thomas said, his tone was firm and resolute. "I know when he is bluffing and when not. I don't know how he's going to do it, but with that confident look on his face, I can t
Ashton got to the house tired and exhausted. It had really been a long day for him and he was so exhausted. He let out a relieved sigh as he picked up his phone and in the darkness of his lonely room, he scrolled through his phone looking for a particular number. His fingers paused when he saw that he still had Rebecca's cell phone number and he stared at her name written in black on his phone. He stared at it, wanting to decide whether he should call her, just to ask and know how she was or to ignore her number and keep scrolling. Or better still, to delete her cell phone number from his phone. He wondered what it was still doing in his phone anyway.He was about to continue on his scrolling when his phone vibrated once and the music to Post Malone's song, Memories began playing, signifying that his phone was ringing. He looked startled at the name on the caller ID and wondered whether it was some sort of voodoo or something. How was it possible that he had only just f