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[11] Walk to stardom

ASHLEYI didn't even wait for lunch to be over before heading out of the house, which was obviously against my father's will.I would have stayed back to question him about the person who had forced him to become nice and kind, but I had an appointment with the agency I was supposed to sign with.I took my eyes off the road and stared at my phone as it rang for the third time.“Why won't they stop calling?" I grumbled and rejected the call, then swung my head back to the window.Everything still seemed the same as it was these years ago. Nothing has changed. But I wondered if the people's reaction towards me had changed or if it remained the same, like the environment.“It's not like I care," I whispered to myself, even though I knew that deep down, a part of me cared.“Ma'am?" The driver called, and I looked up at the building standing tall just a few feet from the car. The name of the agency, Platinum Muse, was written in bold letters on top of the building, and I could see people

[12] Countdown

ASHLEYWhen the elevator opened to the floor of the CEO’s office, I stepped out, my shades still on and my head raised so high that people couldn't help but turn to stare at me. I got to the door and knocked softly.A grumpy voice answered, and I pushed the door open and then walked in.“I didn't ask you to come in–" the man's growl ceased when he raised his head.His eyes dimmed, and he leaned into his chair, his hand on his chin.“Who are you?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.I pulled off my shades, and his eyes widened. He sprang up from his chair and marched towards me, the anger and confusion on his face slowly melting into a grin.“Ashley Carter! Please, take a seat!" He said and shut the door as he waved his hand to the chairs in front of his desk.I walked confidently to the chair and slumped in, crossing my legs while leaning into the chair.“Would you like to drink anything, Miss Ashley?" He asked as he walked over to his seat, his protruding belly jiggling in delight.I pul

[13] Next victim

ASHLEYI smacked my lips together after applying lipstick, then got up and began to walk to the door. I paused and glanced at my face for a minute, admiring it with a smile of satisfaction.I took a deep breath and turned the knob before stepping out of my room. I descended the stairs and grabbed the remote control on the table, switching off the TV.I sighed and grabbed my purse from the couch, then headed to the door while calling my driver.The driver arrived soon, and I slid into the car before he drove away to the villa where the party would be going on.On the way, my phone rang and I took it out, then frowned when my father's name flashed across the screen.I sighed in annoyance and cursed loudly before accepting the call.“Father?" I muttered when the call connected."Ah! How did your meeting with the agency go?” He asked.I narrowed my eyes and hissed while blocking the mouthpiece.I pulled my hand away and placed the phone to my ear again.“It went smoothly," I replied, and

[14] Fanboy

ASHLEYI stared into those emerald green eyes, my belly churning in anger and confusion. Was I mistaken? What was a staff member doing here? I blinked several times and looked around, realizing that everyone's gaze was on me.‘Go! Ashley! Go!’ a voice snapped in my head.I took a deep breath, raised my shaking leg, and took my first step forward.I made sure to keep my head held up high as I took another step forward, followed by more steps.The sounds of my stiletto against the marble floor filled the air and broke the silence.My eyes never darted away from his face as I got closer, and my legs never faltered. I made sure to keep my confidence and aura intact, not bothering to worry about what was going on in the minds of half a hundred guests.I stopped walking when I got to where he stood and tilted my head to the side, a smile dangling at the sides of my lips.I was sure a good number of the people standing in the hall held their breath at the harmless scene.“Hey, fanboy," I m

[15] Her

ASHLEYAnger burned in me, and my toes curled when I realized who it was.I scoffed loudly and used the back of my hand to wipe my face, then looked at her.“Are you crazy?" I whispered.She threw her golden, thickly curled hair back and scoffed loudly. It looked like she was posing for a fashion show instead of a fight that could make her lose her artificial teeth."Crazy?" She groused, her eyes widening. “How dare you show your ugly face here and talk about who is crazy, huh? Don't you feel a little bit of shame for your family?" She growled loudly, and my heart clenched.Leo made to intervene, but I held him back and stepped forward instead.“You seem to care a lot about my family, Lilian. You must be disappointed that your trick to keep me away didn't work," I said.She trembled and seethed, glaring at me so hard that I feared her eyes might burn out.“I can't believe you are trying to act unfazed after betraying me?" She spat.The light smile on my face faded, and my eyes darkene

[16] Under fire

ASHLEYThe sharp ringtone got me jerking up from bed. I brushed my hair back and groaned, forcing my glued lashes to pull apart and welcome the break of dawn.After that drama last night, I went home quietly with the eyes of all the guests on my back. I could feel their whispers haunting my ears, their fingers poking my back, and their gaze of different emotions eating up my skin. It felt like I was stuck between monsters, waiting like prey to be eaten.I sighed and rubbed my arms, which were covered in goosebumps, then raised my head and took in the sunlight filtering into the room from the open window.“Calm down, Ashley, you're going to get over this,” I whispered to myself and straightened up.I reached for my phone and swiped across the screen. My heart gave a wild leap when I saw the number of missed calls from Mr Thompson and my father.The news was out now. I was sure of it.If my father could call me eleven times and Mr Thompson eighteen, then there was no doubt that I was ge

[17] Marriage...?

SKYLAR MORGANThe breakfast was quiet, just like I wanted. Having to eat together with my family was always one of the worst things I had to go through once in a while, but for the sake of my grandmother and sister, I had to endure it all.“When was the last time you heard from Lanie, dear?" My mother suddenly broke the peace hanging in the air.I paused and looked up at her, my gaze piercing and cold.The least she could have done was to keep quiet.“You know how much I hate being interrupted when eating," I murmured.From the corner of my eye, I could see my father's head shoot up in anger.“Sky!" My father snapped.I turned and stared at my father, my brows raised.“You don't talk to your mother–" “Honey, it's enough," she squeezed his arms, forcing him to slam his mouth shut.Even though he knew I hardly gave a fuck about his words, he still always talked.I narrowed my eyes at them and faced the omelette in the plate.“You will stay a little longer then, so we can talk after bre

[18] Excuses

SKYLARI paced around the corridor, my hand in my hair as I waited for the doctor to come out and give a report on my sister's well-being.Emilia had cut herself with a razor and lost consciousness in the bathtub. Her pulse was barely beating when I found her in that bathtub. Perhaps, if I had been there a little earlier, she would have been safer. I wished I had protected her more. She wouldn't have been this deep in depression after losing her ability to walk a year ago.“Mr Morgan.”I stopped pacing and turned around to face the doctor.“Jas, is Emilia going to be okay?" I asked.He shifted closer and waved his hand towards the exit door.“Yes, she's safe now and will be moved to another ward soon," he said as he walked down the corridor. I shuddered, relieved that she was out of danger.“She's going through depression," he muttered after a long stretch of silence.“I know," I muttered in response, and my heart tightened.“Perhaps, you can hire a therapist for her when she begins

[19] Intruder

ASHLEYMy lips parted and slammed shut as I stared at the people before me. I was sure I had seen the man somewhere before, including the woman as well.Hah! I had seen the woman in my father's house when I returned. The woman was with my stepmother and her minions the day I arrived. She looked so elegant and graceful back then, but here, she looked different.She looked like she was going crazy, and her body was as white as that of a ghost.My eyes shifted to the man, and dimmed as I tried to remember where I had seen the man.“You!" The woman snapped, and I shifted my gaze to her.“What are you doing here? This is a private ward!” She groused.“I'm sorry, I missed my way," I said, covering it up with a chuckle.The woman sneered at me, her eyes glaring.“I'm sorry," I apologized again before spinning around to leave.From the little I heard, it was obvious that the man was her son. Poor woman had a nasty man as her son. But why would she be the cause of her daughter becoming crippl

[20] The doctor

ASHLEY“Jasper?" I gasped, my jaw dropped in shock.He smiled and pulled me up to my feet, his hand wound around my waist. I stared deep into his ocean-blue eyes, admiring the sparkle.Unlike the other man, he seemed polite and kind.I swung my head to the side, sparing a glare at Skylar.He smirked in return, his head tilted to the side as he leaned on the white wall in nonchalance.I scoffed loudly and turned to face Jasper again.“I heard you're my father's personal doctor…” I paused and glanced at Skylar again.The smile on my face disappeared whenever our eyes met.“Do you wish to talk privately?” Jasper asked when he noticed my discomfort with Skylar's presence.“Yes, please," I heaved and began to follow him into his office.I paused by the door and spun around to face Skylar, whose eyes were still fixed on me.“I hope this is the last time we'll meet, Mr Skylar Morgan," I muttered.He pulled away from the wall and straightened the cuffs of his shirt.“The more you keep saying

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