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Chapter 248 Ashton: Cut Ties

Author: blazers990
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-14 13:55:36

I drove the red convertible a few more blocks before turning into an underground car park off Rue de Vaugirard.

My men were already waiting.

One of them nodded, climbed into the convertible, and drove off.

Another opened the door of a plain black Peugeot.

It looked like any other car in Paris, except for the armoured chassis, reinforced undercarriage, and bullet-resistant glass.

Those modifications meant the inside was more cramped than usual, not helped by the fact that half the backseat was taken up by a man built like a powerlifter.

Kylian Martin popped the cork off a champagne bottle and shouted, ‘Surprise!’

I stared at him.

The bear of a man rubbed the back of his neck. ‘It’s empty. Simon’d have my head if I spilt booze in the car.’

I got in.

The driver twisted round in his seat. ‘Welcome back, boss!’

‘Good to see you, Olivier.’ I nodded at the red-haired man.

He flashed a grin so white it practically lit up the car. ‘Kylian told me you got married. Thought he was chatting shit t
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