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't even talk about in the first place."
Ashton let out a soft chuckle. "If you're that scared about me blurting out something you won't like, then why aren't you sending me back instead?"
Diana's eyes widened with shock. "What?" She hadn't expected Ashton to talk to her in such a manner, let alone look so calm in front of her. What audacity!
Ashton paid no more attention to her as he continued his walk into the villa. He felt no need to be kind or even respectful towards anyone from the Knowles family since he and their daughter were already divorced.
Diana almost blew up from the anger that rose inside of her.
Ashton was a little surprised at the first thing he saw. Old Grandpa Knowles was standing in the middle of the room with an apron hugging his waist while several delicacies floated into the room.
"Hey grandpa," Ashton managed to say with a smile. "What's going on? Why is there so much food?" A confused look played on his face as he asked.
The old man, Benjamin Knowles, lit up as his eyes landed on Ashton. "Ash, my dear boy! You made it, and you're just in time." He walked towards him and placed a hand around his shoulder. "Come with me; you'll find out soon enough."
Benjamin led Ashton to the seats he had reserved for both of them, and the duo sat down. Soon enough, they were both engrossed in the conversation they were having.
Every single word she couldn't hear drove Diana out of her mind; she couldn't help the curiosity that flooded her body as she wondered what he might be talking about.
The door was pushed open, and Rebecca strode into the room. Her heels echoed in the room as she walked in and headed straight towards Ashton.
Benjamin was the one who worked a marriage between her and Ashton, and she couldn't bring herself to tell the old man yet about their divorce.
He seemed to value it more than gold!
Standing right in front of Ashton, her eyes burned with a hint of curiosity. "Where were you this afternoon?"
Ashton arched a brow as he relaxed into his seat. "I don't see any reason for me to tell you my whereabouts, or don't you feel the same way too?"
The curiosity was washed away by anger. "Fine then! Don't tell me, like I even care the slightest bit." She spat out angrily.
Ashton ignored her attitude and turned towards Benjamin. "What was so important, grandpa?"
A smile played on the old man's face as he acknowledged their presence. "I met with an old friend today; he is with the army. Apparently his daughter works at city hall, and when I spoke to her about you, my dear boy, she agreed to give you a job."
"No!" Diana barked almost immediately, taking the old man by surprise. She cleared her throat and continued. "I mean, have you considered giving the job to Theron? Don't you think that if he works there, it would be a better avenue for your own granddaughter's company?"
A frown sat on Benjamin's face as he spat. "Theron? Where is he right now? Everyone was called, weren't they? How come he isn't here?! Does he even care about making a living? All he does is squander money like a fool."
Diana scoffed. She tried to argue but found no words. Every single accusation was true about her son.
The door suddenly flew open, and they all jumped in their seats. Theron barged in like a ruthless goon, and the scowl on his face deepened as his eyes landed on Ashton.
"You fucking asshole! How dare you show your dirty face here? I will teach you a lesson!" He growled as he started toward Ashton.
Will you stop this nonsense at once?" Benjamin barked in a commanding tone, and Theron had no choice but to obey.
The old man let out a sigh as he let his eyes roll skyward. "You don't even have any respect for me anymore! You barged into my own and now act like a ruthless thug! You're going to beat up your own brother-in-law? Where are your manners?!?!" He growled angrily.
Theron scoffed a laugh. "Sorry, Gramps, but I'm not the one you should be angry at here. I met Ashton at a hotel earlier today; I saw him with a bitch! He was about to lodge with her, and when I threatened to tell him, he beat me up! My stomach still hurts!" He spat out angrily.
Gasps erupted in the room as all eyes fell on Ashton.
Ashton rose to his feet. "I told you before, and I'll say it again. Mind the words you say, or I'll make you regret it."
"Can you all hear that? He's threatening me again right in front of you all!" Theron bellowed.
"Silence Theron!" Rebecca hushed her brother. She turned towards Ashton, her eyes glistening with pain and anger. "How could you be so shameful, Ashton? You're already sleeping with another woman?!" She flared.
Ashton shook his head with disappointed laughter. He had at least expected her to have an iota of trust in him, but she didn't even ask him for the truth. "You're really going to believe his words?"
"Don't you dare try to dodge the question!" She scowled at him.
"Fine, I was at a hotel with a woman."
Rebecca scoffed as she turned away, with an expression on her face that said, 'unbelievable!' As her hands rested on her hips, "I'm so disgusted right now that I can't even look at you!"
"You are a disgrace! Yet you even have the courage to walk into the walls of this prestigious home like you have done nothing wrong!" Diana barked at him.
Ashton arched a brow, ignoring Diana's words, and he continued. "Really? You are disgusted? Then, how do you want me to feel? At least I'm innocent, unlike you, who has been seeing that jerk face Myles since we were married." A hint of anger glistened in his eyes.
"There is nothing between Myles and me!" She growled as she looked back at him.
"Enough!" Benjamin exclaimed.
He didn't know exactly, but he knew something was not right between the two of them, and the thing he feared most was seeing their marriage fall apart.
"You two just have to take deep breaths. Every married couple has problems sometimes; they fight a lot out of differences, but at the end, they always come back to settle.
"No marriage can ever be perfect, and only a fool will think that his will be. You both just have to learn to adapt to the spirit of forgiveness. Forgive each other and live on happily like none of this ever happened." His tone was sweet and gentle as he spoke to both of them.
"I'm afraid it's too late for all of that marriage pep talk, grandpa." Rebecca said it in a calm tone.
A confused look played on Benjamin's face, but he spoke no words and waited for her to continue.
"Ashton and I are already divorced." Her gaze fell to the ground as the words left her mouth. It was almost as if she was still regretting leaving him in the first place, but her ignorance was getting the better of her.
At the moment, she didn't even want to feel or think that way. She knew she had already divorced him and they were no longer a couple, but why would he already have another woman he was sleeping with so fast?
Definitely, he had been cheating on her during their three years of marriage, and all she felt at the moment was betrayal, hurt, and anger.
It was all she wanted to feel as well.
Benjamin was taken aback by her words; they pricked his heart like thousands of sharp needles as he stumbled backwards, almost collapsing to the floor.
"Grandpa!" Rebecca called out with a concerned look on her face.
Before she could reach out to hold him, Ashton was already holding the old man and helping him to his chair.
At least he still had a little respect for her grandfather, she thought to herself.
The man looked up at Ashton with sadness in his eyes, "my dear boy... Tell me... Is it... True?" He muttered to him.
Ashton nodded his head as his expression gloomed up. His heart tore just looking at how much their divorce affected the old man.
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 men shared confused glances at each other before they chorused mocking laughter. Who the hell was he to give them such threats?Elizabeth didn't know what he was planning on doing, but if anything, she knew he couldn't take on about ten buff men all by himself! Trying to move without getting noticed, she slowly reached for her purse that had fallen from her lap and onto the ground of the car. "Who the hell do you think you are? Batman? Superman? Only a fool would stand in front of men like us and try to threaten us." The boss said,. He was obviously irritated by Ashton's confidence. His face was covered, but anyone would be able to tell from the look in his eyes. "I'm too busy to entertain clowns; just beat him up already; I'll watch." One of his men advanced towards Ashton and tried to attack with the baton in his hand, but Ashton caught it with a firm grip and punched him with his other hand. The man went flying backwards. As he landed on the floor, he felt as though the im
The evening sun set over the sky of Beaumont City, and a chilly wind blew in through the open window of Ashton's bedroom. His eyes were set on the clock, with the long hand standing over twelve and the short one over six. The event was to take place at eight that night, so he had to be at Elizabeth's home before then. A part of him felt hesitant about the whole idea—what if Mia was there? After what she told him, and now worse, it would look like he was trying to replace her. But a deal was a deal, and he wouldn't be going against his words just because of his doubts. He rose to his feet with a sigh. She had requested his presence extra early too, so he had to be on his way. ★Rebecca walked towards her large bed, dressed in a thick red robe and a white towel wrapped around her head, and sat herself down as she picked up her phone that had been vibrating. To her surprise, it was Myles, and she instantly answered it. "Hello? Sorry for not answering on time; I was in the bathroom.
Ashton let a smile work up on his face as his eyes watched her. She stood a few steps away from him, looking like a cute little doll thanks to her Barbie stature. He simply shrugged his shoulders with a cool expression on his face. "I would rather pass on the offer." "Are you kidding me? How will you protect me from crazy people then?" She said this as she dropped the shoes to the ground and placed a hand on her hip."Won't Mia be going with you?" "She's already there; you just didn't see her because she was probably in the garden with the event planner or something." Ashton didn't say anything. Even his expression remained unhindered; it was almost as if he had a calm, resting face."Oh please? For me to feel fully protected, you have to be by my side tonight. You'll drive me there and stay with me until the party is over; it's no stress anyway since you'll just go back to the penthouse apartment once everything is done." She pleaded as she walked towards the bed and sat herself
The buff men stood there with glares that spelled evil intentions. Ashton didn't like the sound of it, as he realized this was a second attack.He wondered what exactly these men wanted since they seemed to be interested in only him this time around. Well, he wasn't going to sit around and let his curiosity eat him up. He parked the car and opened the door."Wait, what are you doing?" Elizabeth asked him as she held him by his forearm. "We are so close to the hotel; I can just call the security team, and they'll have them all taken care of.""They seem to be here for me, and I want to know why." He said. The expression on his face was just as cool as it always had been. She knew no amount of arguing would be able to change his mind. She didn't know him much, but if there was one thing she was sure of now, it was that he always wanted to do things his way, no matter the risk. As long as others are protected. He would protect her with his life if need be, and she knew it, even though
Rebecca arrived at the entrance of Sky Castle, eyes falling on her as she stepped down from her car dressed in a white floor-length gown. Her beautiful looks brought people to stare, wondering how someone could be so beautiful as she strode down towards the main entrance. Diana, her mother, was dressed flamboyantly in a way that called for attention as she cat-walked next to her daughter. Both women were wonderfully adorned, and they enjoyed the number of eyes that couldn't keep away from them. "Isn't that the owner of Knowles and Co?" A lady asked her friend as she sighted Rebecca."No way! She is! How did she get invited to such a high-end party?" Another asked her friend. The murmurs brought a big smile to her face. That's right! She boasted to herself that she was the next big thing soon to take place in Beaumont City. "Marvelous, isn't it?" Diana glanced at her daughter as she spoke. "Indeed, mom, indeed." Rebecca responded. The hotel was far from breathtaking. It was tru
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