2024-05-26 10:51:39Asher 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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Waldric winced in pain, his face bruised as Jorge—his loyal secretary—sat beside him, cleaning the wounds gently. Jorge’s fingers were skilled, but every touch still made Waldric flinch. He had been beaten by Kaylery, all because he had been overconfident that he could control that man. It turned out Kaylery was just as crazy as Asher—if not worse.“Arghh! Slowly, Jorge... slowly!” he snapped, brushing away the man’s hand as it touched the swollen cheek.Not only his face, but his entire body was battered. He had been lucky to escape that chaos. If he had been just a moment later, he probably would have been cold on the floor of Kaylery’s factory.“Argh! Damn it!” he yelled, kicking the table in front of him. Jorge froze, not daring to speak—just waiting for orders, as always. Meanwhile, Waldric’s eyes burned with anger.“Since when did Asher know that I was behind this?” he muttered, almost asking himself.He had arranged everything neatly, ensured the logistics went without gaps, an
CHAPTER 149
The room was silent. Too silent for Kaylery, who had just lost half the power he had held. Her hand was clenched on the edge of the glass table, which was now covered in cracks. Her breathing was rapid—not from fear, but from anger he could barely contain. Project documents,, once filled with profit number,s, were scattered uselessly across the floor. Some had even caught fire near the ashtray, their smoke blending with the thickening smell of hatred in the air. “Damn it… DAMN IT!” Kaylery’s scream erupted. A vase shattered against the wall, followed by her family photos crashing to the ground with a splintering sound. He grabbed the monitor screen and slammed it onto the desk, creating more cracks—glass shards embedded in her palm. He ignored the blood starting to flow. He wiped her sweaty, dusty face roughly. Her eyes were red—filled not just with anger, but with a thirst for revenge. Her hands trembled—not from weakness, but from the effort to resist destroying everything in fr
CHAPTER 148
Asher was standing in front of Alicia’s apartment door. He held a bouquet of pink roses and a high-end box of chocolates wrapped with a black ribbon. A calm smile adorned his face, but the corner of his eye shifted sharply to the left. Someone had been following him—quiet steps, but not stealthy enough to escape Asher’s notice. Now, he could hear a thought whispering from behind the bushes: “Damn! They’re still close? If this meeting started with even a small kiss… enough to make headlines. Barnnet could be in trouble!” Asher’s smile changed. It was no longer gentle, but a sly smirk was barely visible. He knew this was a golden moment. One shot, and it could overturn many of the hidden plans—especially Barnnet’s. He was curious to see how Kaylery Barnnet would react later. Click. The door opened. Alicia stood in the doorway. Her wavy black hair fell naturally, and a dark-gray knee-length dress framed her elegantly. Her gaze was calm, as always, until that moment. The next second,
CHAPTER 147
Jett Carter stood calmly in the center of the boardroom, his gray suit neatly fitted, though the dust of travel still lingered in his breath. In his left hand, he held a black folder containing the investigation files from the Baltimore port. In front of the Dixon executives, he opened each page with quiet confidence, backed by the results of his sleepless efforts."Asher," Jett Carter said firmly, "the Baltimore logistics are clean."He handed over the documents complete with port authority stamps, sample test comparisons, and recorded confessions from the local distributor. The evidence that had only circulated as whispers was now clearly written. All of this had started from a small strategy by Asher, who had deliberately inserted legal comparisons into Dixon’s distribution line, as a diversion."They accepted our report," Jett continued. "They realized that Dixon’s products were not part of the smuggling chain. The illegal goods were inserted from outside, not from us."A few exec
CHAPTER 146
Problems were divided equally, like a chessboard that needed to be cleared square by square. Asher dispatched Jett Carter to finalize the logistics issue—the smuggling of drug-laced candies that had infiltrated the port city of Baltimore. The city never slept, and from the docks to hidden alleys, the illegal goods circulated smoothly. Too smoothly.Meanwhile, Asher himself was buried in piles of files and data. His main focus was on the former construction company owned by Alexander. Every project in the Detroit area was monitored one by one. He reviewed all the reports, checked the contract documents, and even re-examined the field workers. No matter how exhausting it was. He forced himself to finish that day, even though time was insufficient. However, Asher never believed in the word “later.”It had been the fourth week since the conversation about his wedding date with Alicia. And since that day, Asher had not seen her even once. The scandal that struck Dixon had forced him to wor
CHAPTER 145
Asher's gaze was piercing, hinting at a fury on the verge of eruption. After finalizing his wedding plans with Alicia, set for two weeks from now, he knew he had to resolve the scandal surrounding her. He needed to clear his fiancée's name in the public eye. Without delay, he contacted Joseph—his cold tone leaving no room for refusal. He demanded the truth behind the photo. Moreover, he instructed Joseph to dig deeper—into Kaylery. Yet, before his anger could subside, another blow struck. A logistics issue shook the company. Not only was Asher taken aback—even Aberon was stunned. The entire executive team gathered with tense faces, discussing Dixon's shipment to a neighboring country. A question hung in the air: how could their product cause such a problem that it involved international police? "Sir, disaster!" A staff member burst in, his face pale. "There's dangerous contraband inside our product. The logistics team ... they've been detained. You need to intervene immediately
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