Chapter Eleven ~ ASHLEY"What are you gonna do about this scandal, Ashley? It's getting worst. Our sales have dropped ten percent in the last few minutes. And now another issue of twenty percent planning to drop." Mr. Adrian yelled, hitting his palm on the table. "What? I..." I was about to talk when he interrupted me. What the hell? "So what are you going to do about it now? That twenty percent mustn't drop. It will affect the whole profit. Some celebrities are even planning to terminate their contract with us. What will you do about that? " Mr. Adrian yelled again.Sweat covered my neck behind. I gripped the hem of my dress tightly and shut my eyes tight. This was what I hated. Having to get blamed for everything. They will all think I am a failure. Miss Perky talked too. She was part of the shareholders. "Aren't you going to say anything to this? Aren't you? We need your explanation as to why everything is falling apart." "I..." I tried to talk but then I suddenly developed h

Chapter Thirteen - ASHLEYMy eyes watered as I gulped down the sixth bottle of whiskey. My eyes were turning. I began to feel dizzy. It was then I felt that something was wrong. Something was wrong with me. I don't get drunk easily. Even after drinking the seventh bottle but right now it was just the sixth and I already feel like this. What the fuck was happening to me? This isn't like me at all. I felt my head spinning. I covered my palm on my face amid the noise and music as I rested my elbow on the slab. At a moment, my vision was blurry. My ears were hearing different noises. Something was wrong with me. I looked over at Olive. She was busy talking with some other girls. I jumped down from the swivel chair and tapped Olive that I wanted to go into the bathroom. I did. "Do you want me to go with you?" She asked. She had that kind of expression on her face that I couldn't describe or so. I made my way among those drunk people and I went into the restroom. I turned the faucet on an

Chapter Fifteen - ARYAN I wiped my face thinking I was dreaming. What was she doing in my home? She wasn't meant to be here. I checked the clock. It was eleven at the midnight. Looking at her mode of dressing tells a lot. She was coming back from the club. I wasn't even touching her. I don't know why she is raising her voice at me. I watched as she made her way to my bed and she sat down. "What are you doing here?" I couldn't help but ask. I don't want cops in front of my house tomorrow morning. That would be the worst part of my life. Having cops at the front of my house. Suddenly, she lay flat on my bed. I was scared that my heart almost ripped out of my chest. I thought something bad happened to her. "He is chasing me." She muttered. She was drunk. How can a young woman dress so indecently and go to night parties? This is ridiculous. "Who is chasing you?" I asked. "Him. Lucas. He is trying to...to...rape me." As soon as she said that, a frown curled up on my face. Who the

Chapter Seventeen. Aryan's POVThe middle-aged blonde woman entered with three other people. Another woman who seems around her age is a red-haired guy with plaster on his forehead. Seems like he was injured. And a brunette lady. One could sense the aura emanating from them. My heart raced so fast that I stayed glued to my spot. I don't know why I suddenly get scared of them. I haven't committed any crime whatsoever. Telling from their dressings, one could see that they were all loaded. Like super-rich. Are they family of Ashley? What if those two women were her mother and aunt? And that guy was her brother. And that lady? Maybe her sister. What if they came to beat me up or take me to prison or even kick me out to the streets where I had come from? The blonde woman seems in a hurry to get to the nurse. "Where is my daughter?" She questioned impatiently. Yes, this was it. She is Ashley's mother. I let out a heavy breath which sent my mind on a despicable long run. "Mrs. Macarso

Chapter NineteenTwo days later*ASHLEY'S POVI opened my eyes slowly even though they were blurry. I rubbed them gently and opened them hoping they would adjust to the light but unfortunately not. The next thing I heard was voices. "Ashley, Ashley dear. Are you awake?" I heard the voice and opened my eyes completely. Turning to where the voice was coming from. I saw my mom's face upside down. Then she came to my side and I felt her warm hand on my bare face. Tears rolled out of her eyes. I gasped. Why was she crying? "Why are you crying, mom?" I asked her. "My dear, I thought I would lose you. I thought I would lose you "she repeated sniffing. I smiled. "C'mon mom. I am fine. There is nothing wrong with me. See," I tried to lift my hand but I felt it was too heavy to lift. I turned to the side just to see the plaster and I looked straight up just to see the drip connected to my hand. I frowned. "Where am I, mom?" I asked her. "She doesn't even know where she is at the moment. T