Chapter 59

Asher’s eyes met that of Lincoln, and there was silence in the air, until it was broken by the staffs present. “Mr. Lincoln.” Everyone in the room greeted but Asher.

“What is he doing here?” Asher whispered to Roy who shook his head, giving him the no idea look.

“Son, you clean up well.” He walked over and clapped Asher on the shoulder, his eyes glinting, but Asher knew there were no fatherly affection his eyes. “I hope this wedding goes well, you know what happens if it doesn’t.” He whispered to Asher and Asher curled his hand into fist, a throbbing vein appearing on his throat as he held his breath.

Lincoln stepped back and gave Asher a look on the face. “The wedding should commerce, you should be out soon.” His expression was hard, he glanced at Roy and then walked out of the room.

“Asher are you alright?” Roy who had snatched up the bottle of water on the table next to him stretched it to Asher who drowned it immediately, then Roy quickly dismissed everyone in the room before they