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The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty
Men in Black Ashton Reed wore a satisfied smirk as the police dragged Edward out of the property. Two corrupt men gone already and he was just a few days in. Reese was gone. Edward was gone. Daisy was gone. The board, which had nearly betrayed him, sat in stunned silence. He had played their own game and won. Turning to Liam, his secretary, the man who had saved him from complete disgrace, Ashton knew what he had to do. What he had promised him. "Liam," he announced boldly despite the murmurs in the room. "Effective immediately, you are the new manager of Titanium Incorporated." Loud gasps echoed through the boardroom. A few executives shot to their feet in protest. "This is absurd!" one of the senior members, Mr. Hargrove, exclaimed. “Manager? That position can't be casually filled!" Another stated. But in all this, Ashton remained silent. He knew he had the final say. "Liam is nothing more than a secretary. He pushes papers, takes notes, and schedules meetings. What do
The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty one
Forgotten FlamesAshton exhaled sharply as he looked at the card on the floor. His patience was already wearing thin from the strange events of the day. First, the shocking betrayal of Edward and Daisy. Then the sudden arrival of unfamiliar men outside his company. Now, as he stood at the entrance of Titanium Incorporated, his instincts told him something was off. His security team was already alert as they watched the black car that had parked outside moments ago. They were making calls and taking down license plate numbers. Ashton turned to his head of security, the man he'd promoted himself. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man named Carter. "Who the hell were those men, Carter?" Ashton asked, his voice filled with irritation. Carter gave a small nod before responding. "Sir, that was the Monroe family’s men." Ashton’s brow furrowed. "Monroe family? Never heard of them." Carter’s eyes darkened. "I’m surprised, sir. The Monroe family is one of the most powerful crime syndi
The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty two
The Alley Dog Zoe was kissing Liam on a bar right before his eyes. Zoe. His ex-girlfriend. “Hey, loser, I told Liam not to meet you today, I guess losers can't drink alone, can they?" Zoe scoffed with a mocking smile and leaned on the counter, swirling the cocktail that the bartender handed to her. Ashton’s eyes darkened as he took a step forward, his gaze locked onto Liam, who still sat at the bar with Zoe draped over his lap like she belonged there. The sight was infuriating, but not only was he angry, he felt utter disgust and betrayal at the sight. “What the hell are you doing with my ex-girlfriend?” Ashton asked, his voice low but sharp enough to tell Liam just how mad he was. Liam looked very uncomfortable. He sighed heavily but didn't say anything as he directed his gaze at the floor, unable to meet Ashton's eyes. “You disgust me," Ashton hissed. “Oh please!" Zoe snapped at him, “You're jealous." Ashton was stunned. Jealous? Why would he be jealous? He didn't want
The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty three
The Devil in White Ashton slowly drifted back to consciousness. The first thing he noticed was that his head was pounding like some ancient African drum. He couldn't see anything but blackness. The cold metal beneath him vibrated with every bump in the road, jostling his already aching body. His arms were stiff, bound tightly behind his back, and when he tried to cry out, only a muffled groan escaped, his mouth had been gagged. He was in the back of a moving truck. Ashton struggled, twisting his wrists, but the more he struggled, it only hurt as the ropes dug into his skin. He exhaled sharply, trying to steady his breathing, but the frustration boiled inside him. Who would do this? Who would ambush and kidnap him? Somehow, his mind went to the threat he'd received earlier that day just outside the company. The man in suit who'd said his name was Sebastian. They were supposed to meet at Midnight at a certain hotel. If his math was right, it was about midnight now judging b
The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty four
The White Vixen Ashton stared at the woman in white, his mind racing. Had he misheard her? Had he been drugged? There was no way he was betrothed to anyone, surely he would’ve remembered something like that. Yet, there she stood, gazing at him as if she had always belonged by his side and she was just stating the facts. “This is ridiculous,” he scoffed. “I don’t know who you are, but I can assure you, I’ve never been engaged to anyone.” Sebastian folded his arms, smirking. “Lying, just like your father. You've proven that you're indeed a true Reed to the end.” Ashton’s jaw tightened. “Don’t talk about my father,” he growled. “Ever.” Sebastian’s smirk deepened. “Or what?” He took a slow step forward. “Look around you, Ashton. You’re in my territory, my men brought you here, and your father? The great Frederick Reed? He did nothing to stop it.” His voice dripped with mockery. “So tell me, what makes you think he’ll even know where to find you?” Did he just question the Reed
The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty five
A wounded Tiger Carter stepped into Frederick Reed’s office, his posture was a little tense. How could he tell the master what had just happened? For a second, he inhaled deeply and braced up as he pushed the door open. The heavy oak doors shut behind him with a soft thud, sealing him inside the grand but cold room. Frederick sat behind his massive mahogany desk, sifting through documents with a cold and indifferent look on his face. He wasn't a man that was easily riled up. He had his temper under control. But many knew that when Frederick Reed was ever angry, cities were crippled. The man was a titan in the business world, always calculating, always one step ahead. But right now, Carter needed him to focus on something far more important than a pile of contracts. He needed him to be a father. Carter took a deep breath. “Sir, we have been calling all night. We did some rounds in the estate but still nothing.” Frederick barely looked up from his work. “What are you saying,
The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty six
A Family in the Making Ashton sat stiffly in the grand living room of the Monroe mansion, his fingers loosely clasped together as he listened to Celeste chatter excitedly about the wedding. He was in the Monroe mansion. Clearly, he was going to pass the night here. It was odd. It felt like being held captive. And in a way, it was true. The soft glow of the chandelier reflected off the polished marble floors, and the distant hum of security guards patrolling the estate provided a constant reminder of his captivity. Celeste perched on the arm of the couch beside him, flipping through a thick wedding planner. Her delicate fingers trailed over swatches of fabric as she debated between ivory and pearl for the table settings. "Oh, Ashton, I simply can't decide! Should we hold the ceremony in the main hall, or should we do it outside? I just planted the flowers last month, and they’ll be blooming in a few weeks. What do you think?" She turned to him with expectant eyes. Ashton barely
The Rise of Ashton Chapter Twenty seven
The Head of the Family It was the next day after Ashton had been made to stay at the Monroe mansion. Ashton’s body ached as he stirred awake, a dull throb in his limbs reminding him of his captivity. His eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft golden light filtering through the heavy curtains. But it wasn’t the light that had roused him, it was the delicate touch of a hand gliding over his chest. His muscles tensed instantly. He shouldn't have anyone on his bed. Although Sebastian had shown him to his room and said clearly that he was staying the night, that didn't mean he had to sleep in anyone's room. He turned his head, coming face-to-face with Celeste Monroe. She lay beside him, her head propped on one hand as she gazed at him with an almost dreamlike affection. “I was trying to wake you up with an early morning kiss,” she purred, giggling as she traced her fingers along his jawline. Ashton forced a smile, masking the wave of unease creeping up his spine. Why was she
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Chapter Hundred Five
Toast to DeceptionThey needed to come up with a plan. Veronica paced in Ashton’s suite, her arms folded tightly across her chest, while Augustine leaned against the windowsill, eyes fixed outside. “She’s somewhere in this house,” Veronica whispered. “He said it himself. Marcel has some crazy girl picked up like a specimen, and he’s planning to make her vanish the moment he gets what he wants.”“And we can’t wait for that moment to come,” Augustine agreed. “We need to act now.”“But how?” Veronica turned to them and rolled her eyes. “This place is crawling with security. They’re loyal to Marcel. They’ll never let us snoop around freely. If they catch on to what we’re doing, they’ll raise alarms or worse, hide her somewhere we’ll never find her.”Ashton had been quiet, seated in the corner of the room. His eyes suddenly lit up and he smirked. “Then we make sure they don’t catch on, we distract them,” he said.Veronica narrowed her eyes. “You have a plan?”He nodded slowly. “Yes. What
Chapter Hundred Four
The Drunken ConfessionTitanium Incorporated was all over the news later that evening. The air was oddly calm at the Green Mansion when the three siblings finally arrived home. It was a day indeed and they were exhausted. Veronica, Ashton, and Augustine sat across from one another, freshly changed out of their formal wear and disguises and back into their casual looks. No one mentioned the chaos that had created just hours ago.But suddenly, Marcel Green entered the room with a loud voice. “My children!” He called out. They all turned to see him. Marcel wore a deep green velvet robe over his black shirt, and for once, his cold expression was gone and he looked pleased.“Have you heard the news?” he asked with a smirk, pouring himself a glass of wine before any of them could answer.Veronica glanced at Ashton and Augustine, as if just now remembering their rehearsed story. “News?” she echoed innocently.“We were at a school reunion,” Augustine added casually. “You know how those g
Chapter Hundred Three
Mission Successful “He's a thief and you all should know this!" Veronica hissed loudly. A hush fell over the massive conference hall. “What is she talking about? Is this a comedy show?" Someone asked in the crowd. The crowd of shareholders, press, and corporate leaders had gathered for what was supposed to be a celebration of Titanium Incorporated’s monumental success but they were about to witness its downfall. They had no idea. Veronica’s voice rang out again. “You all deserve the truth. Titanium Incorporated is not what you think it is. Frederick Reed has built his empire on lies and fraud.”“Mrs Pam, what are you doing? If this is about the investment, we can talk it out!" Frederick snapped but Veronica didn't give him the time to talk. And of course, the spotlight was on her. She knew all she had to do was take the floor. Ashton stepped forward and handed thick manila folders to uniformed assistants who seemed very intrigued and began distributing them row by row. Each s
Chapter Hundred Two
Jericho Has Fallen The ride to Titanium incorporated wasn't quiet. Ashton and Augustine had to go through last minute plans and make sure Veronica fully understood what was required of her. Veronica adjusted her scarf in the mirror, her brown contact lenses hiding the green of her real eyes. Beside her, Ashton was now dressed in a charcoal gray suit, he kept checking his phone, keeping track of time and glancing at Augustine every now and then.The plan was dangerous, reckless and would get them in trouble. But it was to be done and Veronica had never been more excited over a thing. By the time they arrived at the company building where the press conference was scheduled, she was rightly dressed. Veronica clutched her handbag tighter, in it was all the evidence that could ruin Frederick Reed once and for all.Augustine opened the door first, stepping out in his tailored navy-blue suit that fit him like a second skin. His hair was slicked back neatly, and a pair of gold-rimmed g
Chapter Hundred One
The Day of Judgment The next morning, Ashton sat on the edge of the bed, tugging on the sleeves of a crisp white dress shirt, his face unusually stern Augustine stood by the mirror, fixing his red tie slowly, his brows furrowed.Neither of the brothers spoke for a long while. The silence was a little awkward but they all looked left in thought. Finally, Ashton spoke and when he did, his voice barely above a whisper despite his anger. He knew he had to keep it down. Marcel had ears and eyes everywhere. "Are you okay?" He asked. Augustine gave a short, dry laugh. "Define okay," he muttered, adjusting the knot at his throat.Ashton rose from the bed and crossed the room. "I mean after everything that happened last night with our mother, Marcel and Veronica."Augustine met his brother’s eyes in the mirror. "No," he admitted quietly. "I’m not okay. I don’t think any of this is okay."Then he pulled on a sleek black jacket, smoothing it down and staring at his reflection. It was perf
Chapter Hundred
A Mother Returns Ashton lost his breath as he stared at the woman standing before him.It couldn’t be.The last time he saw her, she had been wasting away in a hospital bed, her body frail and trembling, her cheeks hollowed out by sickness and years of neglect. He had fought to keep her alive, pulling every string he could, ensuring she received the best medical care money could buy. Frederick had tried to get rid of her by neglect but he stepped in right on time. Even though life had become chaotic and he was barely surviving himself, Ashton had never forgotten her. Never. He had made sure the nurses updated him weekly, sometimes daily, about her progress. He had sent gifts anonymously, upgraded her treatment plans, and ensured she lacked nothing when being nursed back to health. So what in fuck’s name was she doing here?He blinked once. Twice. But she remained standing there on the foyer. Her hair, once thin and matted, now slightly glistened under the fluorescent light. Sh
Chapter Ninety Nine
Blood of my Blood Ashton didn't have to wait for a reply before he ended the call and slipped through the iron gates of the Green estate and headed straight to the garden. Augustine was waiting there for him no doubt. He found his car parked behind a row of flowers, the engine still warm. Sliding into the driver’s seat, he saw Augustine with a black hoodie sitting in the confines of the car. Augustine pulled back the hoodie and spun around, the corners of his mouth lifting in a rare grin. “You made it,” he said. “I half-expected Marcel to intercept you.” Well, he wasn't lying. “Nearly got held up, thank goodness the driver stopped being so nosey.,” Ashton replied, allowing himself a laugh. “Yeap, I noticed when I first arrived that Marcel wanted to have me under lock and key. I had to break off in order to keep working at Titanium." Ashton nodded. Now it made sense why Augustine had decided to pretend to be a wayward boy just to get what he wanted. Being in the Green Mansion
Chapter Ninety Eight
A Ghost in the MirrorAshton sat there, stunned, staring at the name on the file. Lily Forrest.She was regarded as a ghost in the tabloid news. A missing heiress. A tragedy that had befallen a once great family. "How sure are you about this?" Ashton asked, still bewildered. Lancaster leaned back and sipped his coffee slowly. "One hundred percent. She was declared missing and then after spending a lot of money to find her, her family finally gave up and she's never been found." “She's the one then, if she's missing and her name is Lily then she could be the one. But how does this relate to Marcel? There could be a million missing Lily's in this city.” "Well, she's linked to Marcel somehow. The Forrest family knew the Green family for so long. So…there's a link somehow.” Ashton dragged a hand through his hair. trying his best to fit the pieces together. Marcel had been hiding a girl in his basement for how long? "If she's supposed to be dead," Ashton said slowly, "then how the
Chapter Ninety Seven
A Missing Forest In just a few minutes, Ashton arrived at Swam Limited. It was magnificent, the sheer beauty of it still stunned him. But he knew this was all seeds of wickedness. “Goodness! No wonder they're friends," he hissed. Peter, the driver, looked at him through the rearview mirror and asked, “who are friends?" Ashton replied, "nothing.” Shortly they rolled into the parking lot and Ashton got out of the vehicle closing the door softly behind him. Ashton stepped into the elevator and adjusted the cuffs of his designer suit, preparing himself for yet another tiring day in this establishment. He had become a worker for both Frederick and Marcel, helping them build their empires even when he knew that they did not care about him. But it was all going to be to his advantage and one way or the other he would make them pay, both of them. As soon as he got inside his secretary, Amanda ran to his side, “Thank goodness you arrived on time, the meeting is set to start, sir." A
