Chapter 59
Joseph reacted quickly, kicking the chair he was sitting on, causing it to crash into the wall before falling to the ground
His left hand moved to the side, avoiding Ashton’s hand.
Ashton was determined to beat up Joseph today, using this as an excuse.
He couldn’t let go of the fact that Joseph had slept with Deborah last time.
But as soon as he grabbed Joseph’s hand, he noticed the scar on Joseph’s left wrist.
Joseph didn’t feel well recently, and the night before he had a strange dream for no apparent reason. So he woke up feeling very annoyed this moming and went straight to the hospital.
Ashton’s face immediately turned unnatural upon seeing the scar. He suddenly stopped.
Joseph punched him in the face without hesitation.
He didn’t care that Ashton had suddenly become stupid. Seeing his fist land successfully, he continued to swing another punch.
Ashton took a few hits and stumbled back several steps, before Jeff quickly stepped forward and stopped Joseph.
Joseph sneered, “What’s going on today? Did you not get enough sleep?”
Ashton seemed to be in a daze and took a while to snap out of it.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he didn’t fight back and only said, “I’ll settle the score with you another day.”
Ashton grabbed Deborah and left without another word. Joseph raised his voice provocatively behind him, “Don’t wait until another day. Today is just fine.”
Ashton didn’t respond and just left.
Joseph was amazed. Ashton had just taken two punches from him and left without a fight?
It was too strange. He couldn’t help but wonder, “Does he have some sort of problem today?”
Ben chimed in, “I think you were the one with the problem today. Why did you grab Mrs. Mullen?”
Joseph couldn’t explain his behavior and thought for a moment before saying, “I was just trying to get under Ashton’s skin. I didn’t
have any interest in her. She was as thin as a bean sprout.”
Ben agreed an nighed as he watched Deborah’s back, “Mrs. Mullen is a pitiable woman.”
Joseph didn’t say anything more and walked toward the psychology room.
Eleven years ago on a rainy night, he had rushed to the Wayne mansion and found his mother dead in a terrible fire.
After that, he had fallen ill and forgotten most of what had happened before he got sick.
His
memory had become so poor that he couldn’t remember people or events very well.
But he kept remembering the night his mother died.
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He couldn’t make sense of it all, so he stopped thinking about it
Ashton immediately pulled Deborah away until Joseph was out of sight, then stopped and carefully examined her
Deborah taughter had finally stopped and returned to a silent stat
Ashton looked at her, thinking that she probably hadn’t seen the scar on Joseph’s wrist just now
Even if she had seen it, what did it matter?
Joseph could have accidentally injured his arm during a fight, or it could have been from being hit by Wayne when he was a child, or
from playing sports like basketball or archery. Anything was possible
He reassured himself intemally, and that uneasy feeling slowly dissipated
He realized that now that Alyssa was gone, he needed to find some other leverage to keep Deborah by his side
As he pondered this, Jeff walked over, appearing hesitant to speak.
Ashton spoke up, “If you have something to say, say it here”
Jeff finally said. “Mr. Mullen, Mrs. Shepherd called and said she owes some money from playing cards, and she wants to ask you for
some money…”
Ashton couldn’t help but feel amused, as if he had a knack for attracting whatever he wanted.
He glanced over at Deborah, but she remained unresponsive.
He asked, “How much does she owe?”
Jeff replied, “She owes over 600 thousand dollars. The creditor has kept Mrs. Shepherd in her residence, and she has requested your
assistance.”
Ashton glanced at Deborah, who still remained silent.
Suddenly, Ashton remembered that when Alyssa was still alive, if something like this had happened, Deborah would have begged him
for help.
At that time, she cared about Alyssa, her mother, Zayne, and many other people.
Ashton could threaten her with just about anything and hold her in the palm of his hand like an ant.
But now, he wasn’t so sure.
He grabbed Deborah and headed for the elevator, saying, “Let’s go take a look.”
When th ved, they heard Lydia screaming in agony as they pushed open the door.
Ashton took Deborah inside and saw Lydia lying on the ground, blood spilling from her mouth.
Four or five men holding baseball bats surrounded her, with one man holding a bat poking her in the forehead. “Lydia, paying off your debts is only right and proper. Give us the money quickly,” he said.
Ashton laughed, “Her daughter is here to give her the money.”
The man in charge spun around at the sound of footsteps, and upon catching sight of Ashton, his expression quickly shifted to one.
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beroness. What brings you here in person, Mr Matients nothing serious. I hope?
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something “What a fool I’ve beat Lydia is your mother in law, I shouldn’t have laid a hand on her. We deserve to die for our actions!”
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