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Chapter 258
Ashlyn’s expression turned cold as she now was sure that her drink was poisoned.
Without giving a second thought, she pulled her phone out and checked the CCTV in the hall.
After reversing to the right time, she saw a cleaner creep up to her seat and pretended to sweep the floor while she
dropped something into the cup.
The thing dissolved immediately and left no trace.
Who? Who’s behind this?
Ashlyn turned her phone off and returned to the hall.
She scanned everyone in it but it was impossible to find out who was trying to harm her by just looking.
Everyone had a smile on their faces, but Ashlyn couldn’t help wondering who was faking it.
She did not tell anyone about the incident as she continued on with her job.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen Mr. Field’s assistant arrived, everyone was still busy around with their rehearsal. The assistant was surprised
at what Ashlyn got done on such short notice as she managed to control the whole situation with the extras.
He left after staying for a short while.
After the rehearsal ended, Ashlyn walked out of the hall and immediately noticed the Bentley parked on the other
side of the road.
The window of the Bentley rolled down and behind it appeared Lucas’ handsome face.
Ashlyn stopped and the first thing she thought of was running in the other direction.
Yet, before she could do so, Lucas called her. “I sent you to work this morning, so it’s normal for me to take you
home, right? Get in.”
His tone was bossy as he did not give Ashlyn any chance to refuse.
As Ashlyn moved towards the Bentley, the extras walked out of the hall. “Ms. Berry! Did you not come in your car
today?”
“I didn’t...”
“Would you like me to take you back?” one of the male extras proposed.
“No, I’m going to take Ms. Berry home!” Janet quickly stopped the male extra and forced herself between him and
Ashlyn.
Ashlyn let out a sigh of relief. When she was about to leave with Janet, Charlotte asked, “Ms. Berry, may I offer to
take you home? Uncle Lochlan... He wants to meet you...”
Janet immediately turned to stare at Charlotte as the latter took a step back.
“It’s okay. I’ll go with Charlotte.” Ashlyn smiled.
Janet turned to stare at Charlotte once more before leaving.
Ashlyn followed Charlotte to a BMW parked outside the hall in front of Lucas.
A man, who wore a firefighter uniform with four stars on his strip, stepped out of the BMW.
Lucas frowned immediately. Isn’t he one of the Frasers? I’ve heard that the youngest of the Frasers is a chief in the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfire department. People are also saying that he’s 30 but he remains single. Also, there’s something about him
adopting a daughter? Could it be...
Lucas shifted his attention towards Charlotte. To be honest, he was a little agitated, wondering if the unmarried
Lochlan was planning to date Ashlyn.
He kept staring at the BMW as his heart was filled with jealousy.
Woman! How could you choose the BMW when there’s a Bentley here? This is like the Porsche all over again!
What’s wrong with my Bentley?
“Sir...” Spencer called out with his shaky voice.
“Chase after them!” Lucas ordered and the Bentley immediately sped in the direction where the BMW had just left.
Inside the BMW, Lochlan was in shock as Ashlyn was younger than he thought and prettier.
“Ms. Berry, I want to thank you for taking care of Charlotte for these few days. She never likes to talk to other
people, but she really likes playing the piano,” Lochlan thanked Ashlyn as he drove.
“She’s pretty talented,” Ashlyn replied. She was also surprised at how young Charlotte’s uncle was. Actually, she
imagined him to be around his forties, not a tall and good looking man in his thirties.