Meanwhile, Ashley sat in the back seat of the car, giggling to herself with her phone in hand and an earbud in her ear, watching the entire scene unfold at Black Dragon Corporation.
Red and Tank, seated up front, glanced back at her.
She had been giggling as though she were watching something hilarious online. They exchanged a look and shrugged, having learned by now to simply let her be. They had seen the perks — and they had no intention of losing them.
As for Ashley, her focus stayed fixed on Lucian.
The modified voice everyone heard in the meeting had been pre-recorded, but the CCTV footage was something Ashley was controlling in real time from her phone. Having already breached the company’s security system, manipulating it remotely was almost trivially easy.
Her smile deepened as she recalled how the whole thing had come together.
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A few nights ago...
"I’m going to put you on the board."
Ashley, who had just settled beside Lucian on the bed, turned to look at him. He was propped against the headboard with the blanket already pulled up, a laptop resting on his legs, and thin-rimmed glasses on his face. He shifted his gaze toward her with an almost lazy ease.
"Would that be alright with you?"
Ashley tilted her head, a small furrow forming between her brows. "You mean a chessboard? Or the board of directors of Black Dragon Corporation?"
Both.
Lucian adjusted his position. "Aside from the High Chamber, Dominion has different factions."
"I know," she said.
"The faction I’m referring to is made up of the people who have stood behind me," he continued. "Those who had every reason to support me and every reason to keep me in power."
After all, their positions existed because Lucian sat at the helm of Dominion. If he fell, they fell with him. That was the risk they had accepted when they chose to back him at the time of his ascension.
"With everything that’s happened, they’ll want reassurance," he explained. "Not just words — proof."
Some had already begun to quietly question his position. Even if the doubts hadn’t spread openly through Dominion yet, his people were not blind to the larger picture. They wouldn’t voice it directly, but Lucian knew how these things worked.
He needed something — or someone — to show his own people that none of this was enough to bring him down.
And the perfect person for that was...
Lucian raised his brows at her, waiting.
"Lucian, you hired Ghost, so if you want others to know, I have no problem with that," she said, scooting closer. Concern was clear in her eyes. "But are you sure this will work?"
His brows furrowed slightly, so she pressed on.
"What I mean is — Ghost is just Ghost. I don’t think that’s enough."
For a moment, Lucian could only stare at his wife, at the genuine concern written plainly across her face. His mouth opened, then closed. In the end, he just looked at her.
"Ghost is more than enough," he finally said, almost wanting to laugh at how utterly unaware she was of the persona she had built for herself. "I’ll show you."
Ashley blinked, almost innocently, then nodded.
And so that night, Lucian walked her through the plan — how he intended to introduce Ghost to his own faction, and what he hoped it would accomplish.
[Present Time]


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