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Chapter:-8

Ashly took a deep breath, looked towards her mother, and smiled. She was about to walk out the door. But her mother stood in front of her.

"Don't go!" Her eyes were pleading.

"Ma, I have to; I have to do this for my people, for you," Ashly whispers in the last part.

"But, baby, If he sees you, he will never let you go!" Maryes knows very well how everyone wants her daughter because of her beauty. Tears are falling down her cheeks again.

She never cried this much in her whole life, not even when her husband died. "I lost my husband to an American Mafia . Now I cannot lose my only daughter."

Jones stares at both her mother and daughter. He knows very well that he cannot do anything to help them. Chands always lived peacefully; they never wanted war or anything. If they show disagreement with this offer, ChandLand will pay the consequences.

Ashly sighed and held her mother's hand.

"I cannot be the reason for a bloodbath, Ma."

Maryes knew she had no choice. She took off her black veil and gave it to Ashly. So what if they are not as powerful as Branson's, but Chand's pride is everything for them?

"Wear this. I don't want to see my daughter ravished by Branson in front of me." Then she gave him a small box made of ebony.

"Cherish this. Inside this is a ring that carries the imperial seal of Chand's pride."

Ashly nodded, put it inside her box, and walked out of the room, covering her face with the veil.

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