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My entire focus was on Ashton’s reaction.
Ashton happened to look toward me at the same time. His gaze lingered on me for a moment before he
turned his head away.
Ashton lowered his eyes and sneered as if someone had told him a childish joke. “Then what?”
Emery continued on in that headstrong manner of hers. “She is your only wife.”
She seemed to realize she might have gone too far with that statement. She peered at Ashton
cautiously.
Ashton seemed to be rather adept at hiding his emotions. His features had rearranged themselves into
an expressionless mask once more. His silence was intimidating.
Emery tugged on the corner of my blouse worriedly, unable to suss out his true feelings. She seemed to
be hinting at me to protect her if he made any unexpected moves.
I was confused at her immense faith in my ability.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven if Gregory liked me, that didn’t mean Ashton would extend his kindness to me. Before figuring out
the truth, Ashton would always think of me as a woman who approached his son with ulterior motives.
Frankly, I was less concerned about Ashton’s feelings than I was about the truth. I bit my lips briefly
before I blurted, “I know Emery may sound unreliable, but I don’t think she has anything to gain from
lying.”
Ashton barely flinched at my words, though I saw his eyes sharpen in focus as he pondered about my
statement.
As long as he’s willing to listen, we’re one step closer to uncovering the truth.
I paused and glanced at Gregory.
He looked like an adult trapped in a small boy’s body. Enchanted by the lines of code on the laptop, he
seemed to have a good hand in programming. His small lips were curved in a smile.
My whole heart softened at the sight. I couldn’t help but smile along with him. I suggested, “Actually, the
solution is simple. Just let me do a DNA test with Greg, and we’ll have our answer soon enough.”
Now, everyone’s attention had turned to Ashton.
I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.
Feeling suffocated by the silence in the room, I started flicking my nails subconsciously.
Emery’s truth bomb was already hard for me to accept, let alone Ashton.
He’s the richest man in this country, and he has an upper-class fiancée. If Emery’s telling the truth, it’s
going to give him a lot of problems.
A sudden thought crossed my mind. I asked Ashton, “Did you also forget about the past?”
Since Emery’s confession, I had placed all my attention on Gregory. I forgot all about my supposed
relationship with Ashton.
After all, Ashton was nothing more than a despicable stranger that I had known for a few days. I thought
Ashton planned to remain silent throughout this entire exchange. To my surprise, he threatened us.
“Everything that’s been said in this room stays in this room. If even a word of this makes it out of here,
don’t say I didn’t warn you about the consequences.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis statement stunned me. I nodded eagerly after I understood his true intentions. “Don’t worry.”
Ashton was the face of the Fuller Corporation. Anything that happened to him or his family could
influence the survival of the corporation.
The engagement between the Zieglers’ daughter and Ashton was public knowledge. If the media found
out about a son from his former wife that he had been secretly raising, share prices of the Fuller
Corporation could fluctuate out of control.
Suddenly, Ashton lifted his head and shot me a piercing stare. “You’re pretty good at acting, aren’t you?
Did Alexander send you here?”
He knows Alexander? This means he still remembers our mutual friends. Though I must say, his tone is
really hostile.
“What are you going on about?” I was perplexed at the malice he directed at me.
Yes, I may be your ex-wife, and yes, maybe we split up in an ugly mess. That doesn’t mean you should
be this pissed off when I’m back after fighting at death’s door, right?