Bound By A Broken Night novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159

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“Or,” Ashton’s cousin said slowly, lifting a perfectly sculpted brow at Cassie before shifting her gaze to Tanya, “he could have undergone IVF and a surrogacy procedure just to have an heir ” Her tone was casual

“I’ve never heard of Ashton being in a relationship,” she continued smoothly “So surrogacy is very possible.”

The assumption hung in the air like perfume–subtle, and calculated.

“Exactly,” Ashton’s aunt quickly interjected, her smile widening as though they had just solved a grand mystery.

“What Maricris said makes sense. Ashton has been far too busy with the company these past several years. He was never involved with anyone.”

Tanya’s eyes flickered with renewed hope, the earlier shock slowly dissolving into cautious optimism. If there was no mother… then there was still space beside him.

Cassie inwardly rolled her eyes so hard it almost hurt. The absurdity of it was almost laughable, but he dared not.

She turned slightly toward Drie, and the look on his face mirrored her own incredulity. His brows were raised high, lips pressed together as though he was physically restraining himself from laughing out loud.

They were rewriting reality in real time.

“Women with too much time and too little information,” Drie muttered under his breath.

Cassie’s jaw tightened subtly.

Surrogacy. IVF.

As if Ashton Pierce would orchestrate something so monumental without absolute discretion. As if a child with that face–those eyes–could ever be dismissed as a mere clinical arrangement.

“You must win the heart of that boy before anyone else does,” Maricris suddenly urged, gripping Tanya’s arm with urgency.

“If you can get close to the child, everything else will follow.

Strategy shifted swiftly.

If they couldn’t secure Ashton directly, they would secure the heir.

“That’s right,” the aunt added, practically glowing with excitement.

“Children are the key. Make him adore you. Then Ashton will have no choice but to see you as part of the picture.”

Tanya straightened, resolve settling over her delicate features. The hesitation was gone now. In its place was determination.

Before Cassie could react, Maricris was already tugging Tanya toward the growing commotion at the base of the staircase, where father and son were preparing for their grand descent.

The crowd parted instinctively, phones subtly raised, anticipation building with each passing second.

Cassie watched them go, her expression unreadable. They were walking straight into a story they thought they understood.

Drie leaned closer. “Should we warn them?” he whispered, amusement dancing in his eyes.

Cassie’s lips curved slowly.

“No,” she replied calmly, her gaze lifting to Ashton and Kai above.

“Let them try,” she murmured, her voice low, almost drowned by the swelling anticipation in the hall.

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Her eyes never left the grand staircase.

Her world had narrowed to two figures descending from the top–her most beloved people making their way down like royalty claiming a throne.

Ashton’s hand rested lightly at Kai’s back, not guiding, not restraining–merely present. Protective. Proud.

His gaze, usually sharp and unreadable in boardrooms, was different tonight. It rested on his son with unmistakable pride, a quiet intensity that softened the edges of the powerful CEO persona.

Kai, on the other hand, seemed entirely unbothered by the sea of influential strangers staring at him.

His small chin was lifted. His expression was calm–almost inscrutable.

Those piercing eyes, identical to Ashton’s, scanned the crowd with composed curiosity. There was no hesitation in his steps. No shyness. No faltering.

It was as if he instinctively understood something profound-

The ground he stepped on was his territory.

“The spitting image of CEO Ashton Pierce…”

“It’s unmistakable. He’s his son.”

“Look at his posture…”

“Even his piercing gaze–exactly like CEO Pierce.”

Whispers surged through the hall, louder now, layered with awe and disbelief.

The resemblance was undeniable.

Inherited.

Yet father and son remained unfazed, descending step by deliberate step as camera flashes began to spark like lightning across

the room.

They reached the middle of the staircase.

“Great evening, CEO Pierce!”

The greetings came from all directions, replacing murmurs with polished enthusiasm. Heads bowed slightly. Smiles widened. The city’s elite adjusted their posture as though suddenly aware they were witnessing history.

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