Asher looked at her with surprise, he then scratched his hair, “You are right, he is a good boy and deserves better, I will talk to a few of my friends and I will see what I can do to help him, even if it means helping him to move abroad for a better life.”She nodded, although she felt like going deeper, to ask him about what happened that night at Tonia’s place.“Is that all? Do you need anything else?” He asked.“No, that’s all. I will head to my room.” Asher couldn’t help but feel something was wrong with her. At that time, his phone buzzed. He looked at the screen and it was an appreciation message from Sandra Westfall.The following morning, Isabella stayed home while Asher took Dave to school. She sneaked into his room. Hoping to find out if he was into any illegal business or something that could uncover the truth and also to find out if he truly took the pill Tonia claimed it belonged to her.While she carefully searched his room, she couldn’t find anything; she had even che

Asher mainly stared at Damon; he knew the latter was still furious with him after what had happened the last time.Knowing what was next, Patrick offered Asher a glass of whiskey, which he didn't decline, he took a sip.“So, Mr Mancini, I am surprised to see you here. I wanted to hold a feast to welcome you but I don't think it will be nice since you wanted your identity to be kept hidden for now.”Knowing what kind of man Patrick was, he didn't bother arguing; instead, he cleared his throat and said, “Mr Marius, I came here so we can talk about business.”Patrick chuckled softly, crossing one leg over the other as he leaned back in his chair. “Business? That’s interesting. I never thought a man like you would come knocking on my door for that.”Before Asher could respond, Damon cut in sharply. “What business?”Patrick raised a hand, silencing him. “Damon, let him speak. He wouldn’t have come all the way here if it wasn’t something important.”Asher set his glass down on the table, h

Asher rushed to Tarot, He placed a hand a few inches above Tarot’s chest, the glow of mystic energy pulsing faintly through his fingers.Warmth rippled through the room as the energy seeped into the dying man’s body. The wounds didn’t close completely, but the bleeding slowed. Tarot fell into a deep sleep afterwards.At this time, Asher pulled out his phone and called Augustus. When the line connected he didn’t hesitate as he spoke into the phone. “Drive to the back, now,” he ordered.“What? Why?” Augustus’ voice cracked through the line. “You’re supposed to”Asher cut off Augustus with a sharp tone, “Just do it,” Asher snapped, ending the call.Asher pursed his lips as a hint of anger touched his expression. It was an easy task, but Asher now has a change of plan.What could he be planning?Before Augustus arrived, Asher leaned down and took photos of the man lying on the floor, and immediately sent them to Patrick, and a text message "Done."To prove he did it when he didn’t, he h

Augustus sat quietly, taking a sip from the liquid, as he thought about what had happened earlier. What if Asher was wrong? What if he was right to save Tarot?What if Damon and his father get to find out Asher never killed Tarot, but instead he saved his life, won’t they see him as someone who wasn’t truthful with his words? Won’t that result in bigger problems?What if Gaius knows the truth that one of his trusted man happens to be with Asher won’t he send his men after them?To Augustus there were a hundred reasons why Asher shouldn’t have saved Tarot, what if this was a plan by Patrick to have the gilded fang framed for Tarot’s murderWould Tarot even be useful if he recovers? What was Asher planning?At that time, Asher walked into the room and found Augustus lost in his thoughts, he ambled toward him and tapped his shoulders.Augustus was startled, he sighed deeply when he saw Asher’s face.“What are you thinking about?” Asher asked as he poured himself a little liquid into his

That evening, after Fred left the company, he visited the hospital to get to his father’s room. To his surprise, the room was empty, leaving him in confusion.He immediately rushed out of the room and found a nurse. Without hesitation, he asked about his father.“Your father has been taken in for the surgery, and the bill has been paid in full by that young man.” She pointed to a figure beside them.Fred averted his gaze and was shocked to see Asher; it hadn’t been more than a day since he had agreed to help him, and he had paid for his father’s treatment.He almost broke down In tears. Was he supposed to get angry at Asher or Happy? Fred had no choice but to walk forward, and he tilted his head in gratitude.“Mr.” he paused, “Mr. Asher Roberto. I don’t know what to say but I am grateful for your help.”Fred couldn’t shake the mixed feelings within him, since he got demoted, he couldn’t even afford three square meals, nor talk about his father's medical bill and his transplant.“I wan