“Get to the point.” Ashton’s patience was wearing thin.
Armond clapped his hands, and immediately, two men and a woman came forward at his signal. The woman had a child in her hand, and she was being held hostage by the men on both of her sides.
Her face became clearer as she came closer. “Aunt Sally…?” I mumbled as I scrutinized the woman’s face under the faint light.
The woman made her way into the light and looked up at me. It was really her—the second and last heir of the Fuller family.
I saw Ashton’s grip tighten around the arm of the chair when he saw Sally, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. “What does she have to do with us? She’s already married to Jim, so she’s one of the Murphys.”
“Ha!” A cold smirk played on Armond’s lips. “Kudos to you for remaining as cool as a cucumber under this situation, Ashton Fuller.”
With that said, Armond darted his gaze at his men and tilted his chin.
The bodyguards nodded and kicked Sally in the joints. She fell to her knees in pain, causing the baby to start crying at the sudden jerk. The guards then took out their guns and pointed right at the frightened woman who dared not move an inch.
My first reaction was to dash over, but Ashton’s hand grabbed me firmly. He sat on the chair unmoved, his mouth set in a grim line. I could not tell what he was thinking at that moment.
I was as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof. “What do you think you’re doing, Armond Murphy? They’re your uncle’s wife and child, your family! They’re innocent!”
He must be crazy to do something this outrageous.
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