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Ashton’s entire life of pain and suffering had been a direct result of the Hall couple’s actions. It was time
for them to reap the consequences of their actions.
But Nathaniel and Tiffany were just byproducts of the twisted, toxic environment cultivated by their
parents. They didn’t despise us, and we had no reason to kill each other.
Ashton supported my weight as he helped me walk out the door, merely saying, “Let’s just get it over
with.”
I knew the severity and emotions behind that simple sentence and stayed quiet as I let him lead me.
The entrance to the basement was in the garage next to the villa. The mercenaries that John had hired
had all changed into casual clothes and were patrolling the area, but that didn’t change the fact that they
looked intimidating enough to scare off anyone who might come to rescue the Halls.
Ashton kept one arm firmly around me as we passed them and entered the basement, the floor at our
footsteps barely illuminated by the dim overhead lights. After a few turns, we finally saw Nicolas and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSimone, locked up in a makeshift jail cell.
Nicolas was still wearing his pajamas, clearly having been taken straight from his home in the middle of
his sleep. He stood up straight in the center of the dark cell, stubbornly refusing to let his clothes get dirty
as if that would help him maintain his image of a “noble”.
Simone wasn’t sitting either, her face looking wrinkled and as pale as a ghost without the help of makeup
to cover up her flaws.
They seemed drained, not even noticing us when we entered the room. It was only when we walked
forward and stood right in front of Simone that her eyes widened suddenly, lunging forwards to get closer
to us. “Ashton! You’re finally here! Let us go, we can’t stay here a second longer! Please, Ashton, I’m
begging you, let us go…”
Nicolas peered at us down his nose, still wearing the same expression of contempt from before.
Ashton ignored Simone, raising his head to stare straight at Nicolas. “You’ve lost.”
“Hmph…” The older man rolled his eyes. “What do you mean, I’ve lost? Isn’t losing to my own son further
proof that I was a successful father?”
“You wish!” spat out John.
Nicolas pushed his glasses further up on his nose bridge before holding his hands behind his back. “I
have to say, the drastic measures you took came as a surprise. You’ve grown up, Ashton. Now I know
that I can leave the family business in your hands without any worries.”
“Is that so…?” Ashton’s gaze grew sharp, and the temperature around us seemed to drop several
degrees as he spoke. “Am I supposed to thank you for that?”
“Of course!” Nicolas raised his voice, strangely confident in his own convictions as he frowned at his son.
“Do you really think that you would have survived until now if it weren’t for my precious blood running
through your veins?”
I’d seen people blow their own trumpet before, but never to this shameless extent. I wasn’t even a part of
the conversation, but I could feel my jaw clench unconsciously.
Ashton was where he was right now because of his own hard work. If there was anyone he should be
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgrateful towards for having helped him, it should be the Fullers who raised him, and certainly not the
Halls who had nearly turned him into a monster.
I glanced at the back of Ashton’s large silhouette. He stood unmoving, the only visible proof of his
suppressed rage being his clenched fists.
He took a moment to regain his composure and calm himself down. “You could have publicly come out
with the truth when you first found out that you were a Hall,” he told them calmly. “Why did you have to
set up an accident and bring Letty’s grandma and the Murphys into this…? You abandoned me, and now
you will do nothing but push me up the corporate ladder?”
I swore that I could hear his heart shatter as soon as he got that last sentence out.
My vision blurring with tears, I stepped forward and took his hand in mine, hoping that my touch provided
him some comfort.
But Nicolas, the truly twisted being that he was, had the gall to want to take credit for this delicate scene
between us.
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