A few days later, Asher and Isabella stepped out of the mansion. Isabella had received a call from Tonia and Angela about getting a new store downtown; according to them, it was big enough for what they had planned.They even went ahead to send a video to Isabella. She liked the building. Asher offered to help with making the first payment for the store as promised, but Isabella refused, saying she wanted to use her money.Seeing how persistent she was, Asher shrugged, letting her handle it, but since he wasn’t doing anything at home, he decided to accompany her.Unlike Mia and Olivia, Isabella knew Asher was rich and could afford anything she wanted. But what she couldn’t grasp was that he pretended to be poor.What could be his reason?Asher took the Maybach S680, and Isabella took the passenger seat. They drove toward the location, and after a few minutes of driving, the car came to a halt at the entrance of the store.They both alighted from the car, at the entrance, Angela stood

Jackson sat down quietly and was scrolling through his phone, smiling and chatting, when his mother, Mrs. Deborah, walked in on him. She felt irritated by her son’s idleness, always sitting at home doing nothing while Emily worked hard to provide for the family.Deborah took a step forward, she frowned rolling her eyes in disgust as she stared at her son. “You’re so worthless and senseless,” she shouted, “always busy on your phone, or you are either sitting watching television.”Jackson frowned, he ignored her and kept his eyes fixed on his phone screen. “What do you want from me? You should let me be!” “I wish I had another son who’s like Emily, always working hard to provide for the family, not like you, who is useless.”“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jackson moved his gaze to his mother, his anger was bubbling within.“How about you quit being idle and act like the man that you are?” she snapped, “We need money to pay our bills, Emily can’t do that alone. She is a woman, and wit

Rows of guests stepped into the ballroom, as the golden chandelier dripped from the high ceiling, casting a glow over the opulent venue. Dressed to impress, guests continued to enter the hall, their eyes sparkling with anticipation. Runway lights glared like a thousand stars, and photographers hovered like bees in spring. Asher stepped in dressed in a tailored dark blue suit, his ties knitted just right, and his shoes polished. He moved through the crowd with quiet confidence, while sipping champagne, eyes calmly observing. He ignored the stares at him, as he walked deeper. He found a quiet spot where he stood sipping his champagne before a family face came towards him.Julian Clark, a proclaimed fashion connoisseur and an old-time friend from college, was fast enough to remember Asher when he spotted him. Asher, who lived a low-profile life in college, left many of them to think he was from a poor background. Julian didn’t just walk into a hall, but he always announced himself,

After Julian was thrown out, Asher and Vandy sat alongside, as they watched the runway. Those who had witnessed the scene unfold between Asher and Julian were left in confusion.Those who knew Vandy said he was the reason why Julian bowed before Asher, that Julian was scared of Vandy coming after him and his family.As the event went by, Asher’s eyes scanned the hall for any sign of Jackson, Eric or Edward. Just as he had anticipated, he spotted Jackson, and he could sense the anxiety within him.Asher stayed composed, as he watched him from his spot. Then, he turned to Vandy, “I want you to do something for me?”“Mr. Mancini, say it and consider it done.”Asher leaned in and whispered into Vandy’s ear. He nodded as he listened intently. On the other hand, Jackson knew his time was ticking and he needed to get the job done. He saw Olivia alongside Mia. He made his way toward them. A few steps away, he adjusted his suit, with his chest and chin raised as he ambled towards her. With

“Mistaken,” Asher scoffed. His gaze drifted to Vandy and then back to Jackson, who couldn’t help but nod. “Mr. Mancini, I am sure of what I saw, there was no way I would mistake someone else for him.” Vandy was furious that the man was trying to change the scene.“Was he going to win? Does he think Asher would believe him because of the little drama he just tried to play?” Jackson took the quiet moment as a sign that Asher was believing his story, but unknown to him, Asher believed Vandy’s story. He was the reason why Vandy trailed behind him; if he hadn’t sent Vandy, they wouldn’t have known his plan.“Let him drink it, if he doesn’t react to any effect I will take the blame and apologise to him.” “No, no.” He stuttered.Jackson refused to accept it, he knew he had no antidote with him and taking it would mean his death. He had no idea what kind of poison or liquid Edward gave to him. He only agreed to take the risk because of his desperation to earn more money.He couldn’t tell h