Alexia Ashford Novels & Stories

Hence, he dialed her number. Cheryl was at the hospital as they spoke and agreed to it immediately. Plus, she was also very fascinated by Alex’s prescription. Speeding along the streets in his M8, he arrived at the hospital in no time. Cheryl was talking to a family member of a patient in her office. It was pleasing to see her speak in a gentle voice and carry herself so graciously. Dorothy Assex, on the other hand. It had been a long time since Alex felt any warmth from her. Neglect and apathy were daily occurrences, together with Beatrice and Claire Assex’s hatred toward him. As such, he’d rather stay at the hospital.

"If you'll excuse us, I need to steal Lexi away for some photographs with the other department heads." He guided me away from the group, his hand remaining on my back until we were safely across the room. I could feel the stares following us. I could practically hear the whispers starting to spread through the crowd like wildfire. "You didn't have to do that," I said quietly, though I was grateful for the rescue. "Yes, I did." He stopped near a quiet alcove, turning to face me. "Victoria Ashford has been coasting on her father's name her entire life. She has no right to diminish your accomplishments."

Clover's tone was light, as though she had some good news to share. "Lulu, karma has come for the wicked. Sophie was beaten so badly by Simon that her sciatic nerve is damaged. She's paralyzed now and stuck in a wheelchair." Luna's hand, which had been scrolling her mouse, paused. She looked down slightly. "What about Simon? Will he go to prison?" Clover sighed regretfully. "No. Mr. Fulmer Senior won't allow anyone from the Fulmer family to have a criminal record tarnishing their reputation. He privately hired lawyers to negotiate with Sophie's parents and settled the matter with three million."

She was standing near the bar, pretending to be interested in a painting no one was going to bid on, when a voice spoke behind her. “Mrs. Hamilton. I was hoping to run into you.” Victoria turned. The man was tall, silver-haired, impeccably dressed in a tuxedo that probably cost more than most people’s rent. His smile was practiced, his eyes sharp. “Mr. Ashworth,” Victoria said, keeping her voice neutral. “I didn’t know you were on the foundation’s board.” “I’m not. I’m just a humble donor.” He stepped closer. “I’ve been following your work at the institute. Remarkable what you’ve built. Remarkable.”

"Why don't we transfer Izzy to my hospital? You know how bad I was before, but look at me now. I can walk, and I can even come here with you to visit Izzy." Cole abruptly released the doctor and turned to look at Rachel. His face lit up. "You're right. If we go to your hospital, the doctors there will definitely be able to cure Izzy." I lowered my eyes. The damage was already done. These aftereffects weren't something that could be cured. Very quickly, Cole transferred me to the hospital where Rachel was staying. There, her attending physician told Cole that I'd only been badly frightened. Aside from that, there was nothing wrong with me.

I snap. "You should quit your job," he insists. Had this night gone differently, I might have been confused by his sudden interest in my life. "I don't have all the money in the world to support myself. What does it matter do you anyway?" Asher took a carefully step forward, almost anticipating my attack. "I'm the Alpha of Desire. Your desire is not in your work. I can sense-" "You're crazy. Whoever you are, I've decided you're not my Alpha, but some sick thing in my head that this party created. Tomorrow, I'm going to figure it out, and I'm going to ruin the reputation of this stupid party..."

Michael. Alexia's been acting weird. She wasn't responding to anyone's greetings and was stammering way more than usual. Actually, Alex never stammered when I took her to meetings or important functions so, this had me worried. Unlike the confidence that she portrayed at such gatherings, she seemed to want to hide herself and when I asked if she was okay, she unconvincingly said that she was.

Layla POV I walk back to work, and as I sit at my desk, I open my laptop and type "Ashford," and Amelia Ashford appears first. I guess that's his daughter. I open the file, and I start reading everything that it says. She needs a transplant, and she's on the list. Poor thing. I keep reading, and I close hers. After all, I don't really understand the medical terms in there, and it's none of my business what is happening. Then I scroll to find Richard Ashford's file. I open it and see he's been discharged with some bruises and nothing too significant. Poor Richard had six stitches on his head. I flinch at the thought.

Driver guy looked amused again, "Well, would you like to introduce yourself first, or shall we?" He seemed to have something of an air of authority to him, like the other two let him take the lead naturally. He was also the tallest, and bulkiest of the three, though they were all easily over six foot and heavily built, with well-defined muscles. She smiled awkwardly, "Uh.. well, I'm Ashallia," she said quietly, her nervousness coming through in her voice, "Most just call me Ash or Asha, though."

:D - Ashe Alberts