Asher was brought back to the mansion, the place that should have been his home. As he stepped inside, the air seemed to change, becoming more serene and luxurious. The glow of beautiful crystal lamps radiated along the mansion's corridors, creating an atmosphere that seemed to welcome the heir of the Dixon family.
Stepping on the gleaming marble floor, Asher's memories took him back to the past, right to when he was four years old. He vividly remembered how massive and grand the mansion appeared to him back then. The cherished memories with his parents, Luciana Dixon and Aberon Dixon, became clearer in his mind.
Upon entering the mansion's main hall, Asher was greeted with warmth and grandeur. Luciana Dixon, his elegant mother in a captivating evening gown, approached Asher with a happy smile. "Welcome back, dear," she said warmly.
His father, Aberon Dixon, a dignified man in a suit befitting his position as the head of the Dixon company, extended his hand to pat Asher's shoulder. "You've returned to your true destiny, Asher. We are proud of you," he said with a tone full of pride.
The atmosphere in the mansion's main hall felt warm and loving. Asher's parents tried to make him feel comfortable and valued in his own home. Plush chairs adorned with silk embroidered with the Dixon family's emblem surrounded the room, reflecting the strength and stability of the large family.
Behind Asher, Mr. Leonester stood with a calm posture, ready to guide Asher as the heir of the Dixon company. His eyes were filled with hope and conviction, indicating that he would be a reliable mentor for Asher in carrying out his responsibilities.
In that moment, Asher felt the warmth of family, but also the weight of responsibility becoming more real on his shoulders. He knew that a challenging journey was about to begin, and he had to be prepared to face all the challenges that would come.
In the grand living room, Asher sat with his parents, Luciana and Aberon. The room felt cozy with sunlight streaming through large windows, illuminating the luxurious furniture adorning the space.
Luciana Dixon looked at Asher lovingly. "We are very proud of you, Asher. You have grown into a resilient young man full of potential."
Aberon Dixon added with a serious yet confident tone, "You have shown determination and courage in facing recent challenges. And now, it's time for you to take control of the Dixon company."
Asher felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness in his heart. Although he had prepared himself for this moment, the reality of responsibility made him feel both anxious and proud. He nodded firmly, looking at his parents with strengthened resolve.
"Are you ready to take the reins, Asher?" Aberon asked with a hopeful voice.
Asher nodded again. "I am ready, Father. I will uphold the honor and reputation of the Dixon company to the best of my abilities."
Luciana smiled proudly. "You possess all the qualities needed to be a great leader, Asher. We will always support you."
Mr. Leonester, who had been standing quietly behind, also spoke up, "I believe Asher will be an outstanding heir, Mr. and Mrs. Dixon. He has shown remarkable dedication and courage."
After a long and hopeful discussion, Asher was officially announced as the rightful heir of the Dixon company. The living room was filled with pride and optimism for the company's future.
Amidst the happiness, Asher also felt the weight of increased responsibility. He realized that there was much hard work and many challenges awaiting him, but he was ready to face them with strong determination.
Silently, Asher smiled with joy yet a sense of power. He realized that now, with wealth and high social status, he had the opportunity to retaliate against Darren and Olivia for their betrayal.
With strong determination, Asher began to plan how to show Darren and Olivia that he wasn't someone to be underestimated. He took on his responsibilities with enthusiasm, working hard to learn the intricacies of the Dixon company and expand the family's business network for tomorrow.
Meanwhile, Asher didn't neglect his education at university. Despite the immense responsibility as an heir, he remained consistent in excelling in his studies. Asher's graduation was just around the corner. Everything he did aimed to prove that he relied not only on his wealth and social status but also on his intelligence and dedication.
"I can't wait to play my new role as the rightful heir of the Dixon company. Asher Dixon," Asher whispered softly, a thin smile framing his face.
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The air in the room was damp, and the walls echoed with Waldric’s laughter—it sounded like iron scraping against stone. The dim yellow lamp above his head swung slowly, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. In that faint light, Waldric looked like the silhouette of a demon who had just finished signing a contract for immortality.The corner of his lips lifted, his eyes narrowing in satisfaction. “Those two wolves are too busy tearing each other apart, and meanwhile, I—” he pointed to his chest with a fingertip, “—am taking over their den one by one.”Laughter erupted again from his throat, deep and heavy. Jorge only stood beside him, his head lowered. He knew that if he dared to laugh, Waldric might take it as mockery. The man was too unpredictable.Waldric pushed his chair back, leaned against it, and tapped his knee slowly. “You know, Jorge,” he said while gazing at the ceiling, “everyone thinks I’m just a pawn, easy to sacrifice. They think I move without direction, bu
CHAPTER 155
Kaylery was not afraid of Asher’s words at all. Instead, he stared back with defiance. His sharp gaze was filled with hatred. Inside the room, only Asher and he remained. His laughter burst out in response to Asher’s words, then slowly faded, replaced by a crooked smirk.“You think I’m afraid of your threats?” Kaylery’s voice was cold, his eyes narrowing sharply. “Bring me the proof. You came here without any evidence?” he mocked.Asher smiled meaningfully. He had intentionally provoked the man’s emotions. He stayed calm, his mind trying to read Kaylery’s thoughts. But unfortunately, Asher could not read Kaylery’s mind at all.Asher stayed silent. Only his slow breathing filled the air, like someone who knew he was fully in control. The light in the room shone on half of his face, casting a sharp shadow on the wall behind him. His gaze did not waver, fixed straight on Kaylery, who stood defiantly.Then, the corner of his lips lifted slightly. A smile—but not a genuine one. “Proof?” As
CHAPTER 154
Night air crept slowly through the gaps in the old walls, brushing the skin with a sharp cold, but the man remained motionless. It was as if the air did not dare touch him. From behind the wooden window whose paint had begun to peel, his shoulders trembled slightly before the low voice broke—heavy, hoarse, then echoed throughout the room, slapping the silence with a tone that was too satisfied.The laugh rang out like metal striking metal, loud, and strangely beautiful to its owner.Once or twice he staggered, bowing his head, pressing his trembling chest to hold back his euphoria.“Ha… hahah! Those two wolves… were dancing on the rope I had spun myself.” The corner of his mouth lifted slowly, almost lazily.Those eyes stared at the screen before him, reflecting the golden light from the desk lamp.That cold gaze was cloaked in something dangerous. His fingers tapped the wooden table softly, rhythmic, steady, as if counting the breaths of his enemies.A folder lay open before him. Big
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Kaylery’s face tightened until the veins in his neck bulged. His fingers clenched hard, as if crushing the last pieces of patience left in him. His eyes glimmered sharply with emotion. The room felt hot for the man who was used to controlling the flow; heat did not come from the weather, but from the fire of anger burning inside his chest. The news of his failed plan for Asher’s wedding night shattered. The guests had been evacuated, and the homemade bombs planted in the corners of the hotel had been defused. Damn it, everything that should have been his weapon to tear apart the Dixons’ reputation vanished just like that. Kaylery stared at the screen, every red dot that disappeared was an insult to his ambition. He wanted to scream, Ah, no, not for the sake of safety, but because of the luxury of that humiliation. But there was one sentence that boiled his blood more than anything else: someone, no one knew who, had kidnapped Alicia. Kaylery swallowed hard. His eyes narrowed, and
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Asher’s trusted security team was busy in the monitoring room, their eyes fixed on dozens of CCTV screens that showed every corner of the hotel. Wilson stood upright in the center, arms crossed, his gaze sharp watching. Then his brow furrowed.There was a suspicious shadow on one of the screens. Someone seemed to be pacing in the service corridor, turning too often to the right and left as if checking something. Just then, a loud danger alarm blared from the control panel. Its electronic sound shattered the silence of the room.Wilson immediately pressed an earphone to his ear, connecting a direct line to Joseph and the bodyguards who were stationed around vulnerable points.“Sir, it’s bad!” Steven’s voice—the bald-headed chief technician with a thin mustache like a cat’s—broke into the room. His eyes widened at the screen. “Someone has planted an improvised bomb in the hotel area!”Wilson turned quickly, his jaw hardening. The hotel’s security system—armed with the latest technology—
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Waldric felt uneasy, he absolutely did not want to help Kaylery. If he helped once more, then his life would certainly never be peaceful. Not only would Asher chase him to kill him, but Kaylery would surely do the same.However, he had no choice at all. He had to be able to adjust himself, even if it meant being two-faced in front of them. He would obey Kaylery’s will, but he would also try to win favor with the Dixon family. He would ask for their help to save his business."Ah, this is so troublesome," muttered Waldric with a short laugh. His hand held his head, which felt dizzy.Various business documents were scattered on the table. All of them contained compensation demands from film producers. After the news spread that his entertainment company was linked to illegal drugs, many brands that had already signed contracts with his artists and models suddenly terminated their agreements.The door to the room opened, and an athletic man with curly brown hair entered. The man bowed re
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