Dave followed Ashley to her control room and watched as she violently dragged her security guard out of his seat. The security guard flinched and exited the room. Her gaze landed on him. "You can operate a supercomputer, right?" She asked. "Yes, but what is this about? And why did you kick him out?" he inquired. "There is no time to explain, thank goodness you are here. I can’t trust anyone here." She grabbed his hand and dragged him to the seat in front of the supercomputer. She stood behind him, resting her hand on the headrest of the chair, and handed him the flash drive. "I want you to play the video that is on this flash drive." She said. "Okay…" he said, and shoved it into the computer and started operating it. "I think it contains evidence that can prove Chris’s innocence," she said. He pressed the computer button and entered the video. They both focused on the video in the screen, they could only see the front view of the road, indicating that the car was facing forward befor
Ashley kissed Chris's swollen right hand, breathing heavily, pleased that she had managed to get him out of police custody by claiming that they didn't have enough evidence to detain him. She was squatting on the floor next to his hospital bed, he was unconscious; his head was bandaged, and there were plasters all over his body and even on his nose. Dave stood close to the door behind them, watching Ashley treat her bodyguard as if he were family. "Chris, you don’t have to suffer anymore; please just wake up." She said she didn’t know when she started pressing his swollen hand, waiting for him to wake up. "Ow! Ow!" he shouted in pain, pulling his hand out of her grip as he sat up on the bed, revealing his left hand that was tied to his neck. "I am so sorry, Chris. I got carried away." Ashley apologized and sat on the edge of the bed, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead. "Thank you for standing by me, I will surely increase your salary when you get out of here." She said. "What do
The moon took its place in the sky, covering the city with a ray of light. Ashley examined herself in the full-length mirror in her room, her hair was packed in an elegant updo that left a few bangs on her face, and there was a veil on the back of her head, she was wearing a sexy white dress that was slim at the waist region but had a puff at the end that was almost reaching the ground but was prevented from touching the ground by her heels and height. The dark red lipstick she was wearing outlined her beauty, making her look extremely beautiful. She took a deep breath before grabbing a lily and rose bouquet that was on her makeup desk. She heard a knock on the door and turned to look at the door. Dave and Jake were standing at the door dressed in stylish black tuxedos. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Dave inquired entering the room. "Yes, I want to do it, and I have to do it. If not, my father will be gone before Noah gets married to me." She replied. "I think it’s a good thing
Ashley took a deep breath and turned to face Noah, who was standing at the altar with the priest by his side, wearing a milk-coloured tuxedo and a smile on his face as he noticed her. Dave quickly covered her head with the veil. She looked at him and wrapped her hand around his right hand. She had never dreamed of this day in her life, but she knew her father was supposed to be the one to accompany her. But now that she was only getting married for her father’s sake, she didn’t think too much about it. Dave took the lead, slowly walking with her into the hall. The place was beautifully decorated with flowers, and the chairs on which the guests were sitting were divided into two rows, one on each side. Ashley started walking down the aisle with a clenched jaw as the music played in the background. "Here comes the bride" was being played, thinking of all the nasty things she would do to Noah after the marriage. "How did you get an influential woman like her to marry you?" The priest a
The whole place darkened with the guests still seated, watching Ashley and Noah’s every move. Noah stood in the middle of the hall with Ashley. "Music," he said, and a romantic song started to be played in the background. I can’t dance in this dress." Ashley said to him as he carried her hand and placed it on his shoulder. "I know, but I can do a little adjustment to your dress." He squatted in front of her, pulling a small pair of scissors from his back pocket and resting his hand on her dress's puff. "You are full of surprises." She muttered and watched as he made a small cut on her knee region with the scissor and ripped off the puff of her wedding dress, making it easy for her to move freely. He rose to his feet, kicking away the pieces of clothing, and started dancing with Ashley, who was glaring at him throughout the dance. He spun her around, smiling, as she was dancing aggressively with him, stepping on his feet, but he was enjoying the pain. The staff of the hall started
"What’s wrong? How do you know I am with Noah?" Ashley asked him. "I know today is your engagement." He replied. "What is all this about?" She asked. "Just give him the damn phone!" The butler snapped. Ashley removed the phone from her ear and extended it to Noah, narrowing her eyes at him. "Who is that?" Noah asked. "Just take it." She replied coldly. He swiftly took the phone from her. "Hello," Noah muttered. "Your father is with us, if you don’t come to us now, you might not get the chance to see him alive again." The butler said to Noah and hung up on him. "Hey! Hey! Hello! Hello!" Noah screamed, running his hand through his hair as he attempted to dial the number again, but Ashley snatched her phone from him. "So, do you want to stop playing these games? And give me the antidote?" She inquired. His body tensed up as he glared at her. "You need to take me to that man that was on the phone now!" He screamed, staring at her with his eyes shaking. "What’s wrong?" Ashley inqui
Ashley smirked as she saw that her father was still as cunny as she knew him to be, and she was feeling good that he gave Noah a taste of his own medicine. "Are you threatening me right now?" Noah asked with his mouth slightly open. "I am not threatening you, your father is in my custody, you have to think of him," Lugard said. Noah’s face contorted in anger. He angrily pushed his hand into his pocket and took out the antidote, handing it to the butler, who took it from him and handed it to Ashley, who opened it and gave it to her father. "Now where is my father?" Noah questioned. "Calm down, boy, let’s see if the antidote works." The butler replied. Noah gnashed his teeth, staring at Lugard as he poured every last drop of the antidote into his mouth. Lugard finished drinking it and tossed the bottle to the floor. He sighed and laid back on the bed. "Dad, do you feel better now?" Ashley asked curiously. "No, I still feel pain all over my body." He replied, closing his eyes, and s
*****Ashley***** My father’s body felt lifeless as I pulled him away from me, he slipped from my grip and fell on the bed. To my greatest surprise, there was foam in his mouth and his nose was bleeding; an electric current flew through my body. I didn’t want to jump to conclusions, so I started shaking him on the bed and tugging on his clothes. "Dad! Can you hear me wake up!" I yelled. Just then the butler and the others burst into the room, staring at me. "What’s going on?" the butler asked me. "I don’t know. I was just hugging him and suddenly he…he.." I couldn’t bring myself to explain what happened. He nudged me aside and placed his hand on my father’s forehead and also placed his hand on his nose. He grabbed my father’s hand, feeling his pulse with a trembling hand. "What’s wrong? Is he going to be alright?" I inquired my voice hoarse. The butler removed his cap, tossed it to the ground with a sad expression, and turned his face toward me, shaking his head continuously. "What