2025-01-02 19:31:48
Imouni29Hi, thank you for accompanying me all the way here. Please encourage me, so I can keep updating in 2025🤗 Footnote in the story: [1. Alicia’s ambition-driven memory lapses could be a case of stress-induced amnesia or burnout memory lapses, a temporary memory disruption caused by chronic stress. When someone is overly focused on work without giving their mind and body sufficient rest, the brain can experience exhaustion. In extreme cases, this can lead to partial short-term memory loss.]
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CHAPTER 164
Asher let out a soft scoff.“Interesting,” Asher murmured after reading that thought or voice. “In a condition like this, you still thought you could walk out of my grip with a faint smile.”Waldric lifted his head slightly. The corner of his lips curved faintly, forming a thin smirk that was almost invisible.“Did I look like someone who regretted anything?” Waldric asked in a hoarse voice.Asher stared at Waldric longer. The ring on his finger felt warm, as if responding to the contents of his opponent’s heart. Waldric’s thoughts were layered. Extremely sly, cautious, and full of small traps prepared even for the worst situation. The innocent and foolish face he showed was merely a mask.“He was not a pawn,” Asher thought. “He was manipulative,” Asher continued in his mind.“Do you know why I did not destroy you immediately?” Asher finally asked.Waldric stayed silent, but his thoughts were loud. Far too loud.“Because you wanted me to move,” Asher continued softly. “You wanted me t
CHAPTER 163
One hour had passed since the meeting that ended in heavy tension. It did not take a full day for Asher to set bait for the culprit who tried to steal the company’s money. One by one, the rats came out of their holes.Not with screams or resistance, but with pale faces and trembling steps when the interrogation room door opened. They came on their own through short message summons, internal emails, or sudden orders from superiors who did not even dare to meet their eyes for long.Asher did not move from his chair. He sat calmly, his back resting casually, fingers interlaced on the table. The screen in front of him displayed recordings, transaction trails, and fragments of conversations neatly connected. Each rat that entered carried one piece of evidence, and Asher only needed to wait until the trap closed perfectly.There were no shouts. There were no cheap threats. Only short sentences, flat tones, and a gaze that made anyone feel stripped bare.“Get out of Dixon before nightfall,”
CHAPTER 162
The Dixon IT staff moved like a swarm of stung bees. Fingers danced rapidly across keyboards, screens filled with lines of constantly changing code. Some stood, some sat hunched too close to their monitors, cold sweat glistening on their temples. Every second felt expensive.In the middle of the chaos, Asher stood calmly behind them. His eyes were fixed on one main screen, on the graph that had surged earlier and now slowed, then stopped. The attack was contained. But Asher knew the person playing with him would not stop that easily.The corner of Asher’s lips lifted almost imperceptibly. It was not relief, but rather a recognition of who was behind the chaos.“So you’re still here,” Asher thought, calm yet sharp. The desperate sabotage felt deliberately meant to provoke him.Asher lowered his head, his thumb moving quickly across his phone screen. A short message was sent to Joseph.[Drag the rat who tried to disrupt today’s meeting. No matter what, bring them to me.]He slipped the
CHAPTER 161
Asher did not intend to eavesdrop, but Agnesry’s faint sentence earlier about her fear that the wedding would be canceled flowed clearly into his ears. He turned, seeing how the middle-aged woman gripped the edge of her cardigan, looking at Alicia with the worry of a mother who almost lost everything. Asher smiled a little, slowly, as if he wanted to calm the storm inside Agnesry’s heart. His hand held Alicia’s arm gently yet firmly, then he lifted his face to look at Agnesry. “About the wedding,” Asher said calmly, “you don’t need to worry. The Dixon family would still hold it. I would not cancel anything, because I knew Alicia never intended to run away from me.” Agnesry drew in a breath, relieved yet still uneasy. It was natural since in the last two days, the media tore apart her daughter’s name. Sensational news appeared: ‘Alicia Pervaz Ran Away on Her Wedding Day,’ and the most painful one compared Alicia with Aldric’s past—her husband. Asher caught a glimpse of that anxi
CHAPTER 160
Alicia blinked several times again, adjusting the intensity of the light so she could focus. Honestly, the light from the white lamp on the ceiling made her eyes sting. Once she realized her body was not free to move, she reflexively lifted her own hand. She wanted to touch herself, to make sure she was still whole. However, when she wanted to hold her head, her arm was pulled by a sharp sensation beneath the skin. It made Alicia wince. The feeling was slightly hot. Burning. Alicia gasped shortly again. Alicia lowered her gaze a little to see the thickly wrapped bandage on her left arm. Her eyes widened, lengthened, filled with confusion and a bit of fear that she tried to hide. The memory of the night she escaped from the kidnappers flashed by, even the sound of the gunshot that was originally aimed at Asher but ended up hitting her. Because Alicia had purposely run to embrace the man. Seeing Asher worried and even capable of being sweet made Alicia think of an idea she had neve
CHAPTER 159
Asher received a report from Joseph about who had been involved in Alicia’s kidnapping. Before confronting Kaylery, they had indeed planned to plant spies around his office. "So, Kaylery and Waldric stabbed each other?" Asher’s voice echoed, breaking the pause in his office. A thin smirk stretched across Asher’s lips. His fingers turned the wine glass slowly, letting the red liquid dance along with the movement of his wrist. The dim light reflected on the surface of the drink, giving it a dark gleam that somehow matched his mood that night. Like this, waiting for a report while sipping wine almost felt like enjoying entertainment he had ordered for himself. Asher lifted the glass, staring at its color again as if reading something inside its depth. Then, slowly, he sipped it. "Then how was Waldric’s condition?" Asher asked unhurriedly, his eyes never leaving the tablet screen that displayed the brutal fight at Kaylery’s hideout. He leaned forward slightly, watching the moments wh
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