Trapped In Shackles 2

The next day, Ashley began to work at STANFORD Company.Anton indeed put her by his side as his assistant though he has already one, ignoring the questionable look given by his employees.Ashley didn't mind it either wherever he want her to be as long as she was able to carry on that promise. She was willing to sacrifice a year of her life for that no matter how hard for her.The days she spent with him became tough and rough.There's no single hour that he was calm while facing her. His voice always echoed in every wall of his office causing a stir on the outside but that wasn't enough to make her chicken out. He frequently scolds, humiliates, and even embarrasses her in front of everyone but she didn't flinch nor budge. Nothing matters to her as long as she was able to pay off what she owed him.Her life in the office became a hot topic of gossip causing her name to get tarnished and she was tagged as a "shameless bitch" for sticking around her boss. A few urged her to resign but s

The weekend ended fast and now it's Monday, Ashley's most dreadful day of the week since she joined the company."Good morning, Mr. Stanford."Ashley greeted professionally as she entered the office, opening her tab to check her boss' schedules for the whole day.Anton inquired while looking at her, "Did you enjoy yourself?"Her fingers halted from scrolling on the tab screen as she spoke. "What do you mean, Mr. Stanford?""You know what I mean! Don't play dumb!" He snapped at her irritably.Ashley took a deep breath and braced herself for his anger. "I'm sorry, but I don't understand. Could you please be more specific?""Huh!" Anton scoffed. "You could've told me about my sister to lessen my pain but you..." "I can't reveal that information, it's not my place to do so," she replied professionally.Upon hearing Athena's account of the events that transpired on the island, Anton reflected on his actions toward the woman. He experienced a mixture of shame and anger for being kept in th

"What happened?!" Ashley asked Wella as soon as she arrived. She first noticed her looking pale, standing outside a certain door, walking back and forth anxiously which made her think that perhaps the latter made a huge error that might affect the partnership of both companies. "Uh, uhm..." Wella stammered looking utterly nervous. "Mr. Hall said that he..." "Wella, calm down first," Ashley instructed as she noticed the latter was having trouble forming her words. "Breath in, breathe out." The latter did as she told and after a few seconds of regaining her composure, she finally uttered hesitantly. "Mr. Hall refused to sign the contract and insisted to meet you. I'm sorry..." Ashley frowned nearing that. "What?" "Mr. Hall wants to meet you and I don't know why he requested such a thing," Wella repeated albeit calculatingly. "What should we do? Mr. Stanford would definitely..." "I'll meet him," Ashley replied without hesitation which put Wella's heart at ease. "Where is he?" She

Anton didn't know what had gotten into him when he followed her into the ladies' room earlier. He was thankful that he was able to avoid another embarrassment when the woman insisted on going home rather than doing her business in front of him as he didn't how would he face her when the morning came. After sending Ashley to her apartment, he went straight home, took a shower, and occupied his bed. However, no matter how he tried to close his eyes, he couldn't sleep. The conversation between them at the hotel earlier still bugs him and it makes him feel upset for some strange reason. This was also the reason why he went to the bar to unwind but he caught her with a stranger. He tried to ignore her at first thinking that she was enjoying it but as soon as he saw her struggling, he finally decided to intervene. That was when he also noticed a familiar figure approaching them, looking furious. Their eyes met for a brief moment then the next second he found him throwing his fist at the

As soon as they entered the restaurant, Ashley politely excused herself and Anton went to their reserved table. The waitress approached him enthusiastically, as usual, issuing the menu in her hand."Mr. Stanford," The lady greeted. "Here you are,""Hi, Cass." Anton greeted back, waving his hand. "No need for that. I want the usual. Two orders, please."He ordered right away while glancing in the direction where Ashley had gone earlier."Oh, you came with somebody else?" Cass asked curiously while jotting down her notes.Anton frowned at the lady's audacity."Can't I?" He blurted seemingly annoyed.The lady lowered her head and apologized."I'm sorry. I just thought that were the same. I honestly can't get over Pamela's death though it's been a couple of months already..."He sighed as he realized that he might've hurt the lady's feelings for acting a bit harsh towards her earlier when she was just thinking about her old friend."I'm sorry." He also apologized. "I didn't mean to say t