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Mistaken Identity 16.
Asher’s POV Asher stepped out of the car, straightening his jacket as his gaze flicked up to the grand mansion before him. The estate held his grandmother’s residence, as well as his uncles and aunts who also have their residence inside the estate. His family believed in living together and because most of them had families of their own, his late grandfather had acquired a large acres of land with more space than anyone could imagine. That way, they could build their houses inside the estate and still live close together. He was the only one who had chosen to live outside the estate after he had come of age, just as he had chosen to start his own company instead of working for the family. A decision that he had fought tooth and nail for and even got reminded by his grandmother constantly that it was the most foolish decision that he could have ever made. She would call him sometimes to nag about how she couldn’t visit him anymore because he was living far away from his family i
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Mistaken Identity 17.
Asher’s POV That was all Asher needed to know. His grandmother was an impulsive buyer and she would sometimes buy something just to be the one at the top, especially if her competitors are people she wanted to beat so badly. He sighed. Alena Georgia Storm, once again had beaten someone by throwing more money on the table. Nice one grandma, Asher thought. They arrived at the sunroom, its grand glass doors allowing the late afternoon light to spill into the hallway. Wilson knocked once, then pulled the door open for him. Asher stepped forward but paused in the doorway, glancing back at the butler who turned around to leave. “Leaving me alone with the lioness, huh?” He whispered. Whenever he was meeting with his grandmother, Asher always wanted a buffer around, especially someone that could stand by his side. Usually, it was Wilson or Nolan on some few occasions, but now it was just him. Wilson chuckled, a rare moment of amusement crossing his features. “You’re on your own now
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Mistaken Identity 18.
Asher’s POVHis grandmother smiled faintly. “You always run when the conversation turns uncomfortable.” She said. She knew that he hated being watched and had gone ahead to do it.He chuckled, walking toward the door. “And yet, you always call me back and still try to control my life anyway.” He fired back. By now, she would have noticed that he was not pleased with her actions.As he reached for the handle, she spoke once more.“Be careful, Asher. You’re not the only one watching Avery.” She warned.Avery. He paused in his steps. Who else was watching Avery. The woman had just returned back to the states and had only showed up during the party. No one knew her well yet. So who was watching her and how come his grandmother knew?Except… his grandmother was trying to buy time. She had not wanted to tell him anything about Avery earlier, or why she was warning him about her, so knowing his grandmother, she was not going to say anything.It just occurred to him that she had used Avery as
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Mistaken Identity 19.
Asher’s POV Of all the scenerios that Asher ran through his head of why his grandmother urgently wanted to see him, meeting a woman was not on the list. Before Asher could fully process his irritation, Serena’s voice broke through his thoughts.“Well.”He turned to her, watching as she moved toward one of the armchairs and gracefully took a seat. She crossed one leg over the other, completely at ease. This meeting or whatever was not going to be long, so he wondered why she was taking a seat.“That was entertaining,” she mused, resting her chin on her hand and smiling at him.Asher arched a brow, still standing. He didn’t return the smile at all. “Glad you think so.” He muttered.She smirked. “You look like you’d rather be anywhere else.” She said in a low voice. If there was one thing he had noticed about Serena since she walked into the sunroom, it had to be the overconfidence she had in herself. She was putting up a bold stance and Asher couldn’t wait to wipe that stupid smile o
Last Updated : 2025-03-02Mistaken Identity 20.
Asher’s POV He guarded his face well, making sure that his face was devoid of any emotion. “You’ll have to be more specific.” Asher said with a sly grin on his face.Serena scoffed, crossing her legs as she studied him. “Right. Because you’ve had quite a few scandals, haven’t you?” she jabbed.He’s had a few scandals here and there that didn’t last for long. It was just some bloggers and competitors trying to bring him down. Another bigger news always moved him out of the limelight.Asher merely shrugged. “Occupational hazard.” He said, looking unconcerned, even though it betrayed how he was feeling at the moment. Something was not right and he hoped that Serena was just bluffing.She smirked. “Check the tabloids, then. See what they’re saying about you this time.” She muttered. Her voice sounding more confident than before.That made him chuckle, low and amused. “You think I care about what’s written in the tabloids?” he fired at her.There was no way he was going to show Serena tha
Last Updated : 2025-03-03Mistaken Identity 21.
Avery’s POVAvery had expected to wake up to headlines about her grandfather’s grand 80th birthday celebration, filled with extravagant praises and glowing tributes to what kind of man he was. And perhaps her grandfather announcing the expensive presents that he received.Instead, the internet was buzzing with another kind of news, something entirely different from the celebration.Her.Or more specifically, the mystery woman who had spent the night at the party with Asher Storm, Since her name was not mentioned in the headlines.she didn't know if it was intentional or not because whoever had given the pictures to the press had to have known who was in it. She could still clearly see herself in the picture and anyone looking deeply would see her too.She sat frozen at the kitchen counter, her tablet in her hands, scrolling through the endless stream of headlines. Never did she imagine that her first event in the states would blow up this way.‘Who is the woman with Asher Storm?’ One
Last Updated : 2025-03-04Mistaken Identity 22.
Avery’s POV Avery’s voice was softer this time, cautious. This was no longer about the torn book, it was something else. Neal wouldn’t have just blurted out a statement like that. “What do you mean, baby?” She asked him.“Your father is Henry, and I told you that he’s no longer with us. Not because he couldn’t, but because he’s dead…” she added for emphasis sake.Neal looked at her, blinking innocently like he had just not made a statement that shook her. “Not Henry.” He muttered.Avery stiffened. Henry was their father, that was what she had been told when she had woken up from her six months coma. She had made sure that Noel and Neal knew who their father was, shown them pictures of Henry that had been shown to her.She took in a deep breath. “Then who? If Henry isn’t your father, who are you talking about?” She asked him in an uncertain voice. Neal couldn’t possibly be seeing or imagining things, right?Neal’s eyes brightened as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. It’s
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Mistaken Identity 23.
Avery’s POVAvery stared at the door for a long second, her heart pounding as the doornell rang.She wasn’t ready for this at all. She wasn’t ready to even meet Asher, especially after the mess that had just happened with Neal. Yet, Asher was there, outside her door. He had arrived in less than ten minutes, like he had already been on his way before he even called. That was the only explanation as to why it took him less than twenty minutes to show up. At least with twenty minutes, she had time to think, but now…The doorbell rang again, pulling her from her thoughts. She couldn’t keep him waiting outside. She had a feeling that Asher was the kind of man who broke down doors to enter a place where he was restricted from entering.Avery exhaled sharply, smoothing down her blouse before she took a step further and pulled the door open.And there he was. Asher Storm.In all his glory, standing on her doorstep, tall, composed, and an unreadable expression on his face. She had thought he
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Mistaken Identity 70.
Asher's POVAsher knew the realtor recognized him the moment she walked back into the room, even though he didn't recognize her. He wasn't surprised though, recently, his face had been in the news more times than he could count. Even a child cound recognize him at this point.The woman tried to mask it—the slight widening of her eyes, the way her smile stiffened as her gaze lingered a second too long. It wasn’t the first time someone had tried to pretend they didn’t know who he was. And it wouldn’t be the last. He was used to it.But Avery wasn’t just anyone. And this wasn’t just any meeting. This was something she wanted to do, a dream she wanted to fulfill.He straightened his shirt as much as he could, with a child on his arm and was about to speak, at least introduce himself when she started first.“Is he your partner?” the realtor asked, tone casual but her eyes curious. Too curious. " The reason why you were not concentrating earlier."Asher scoffed lightly, arching a brow at th
Mistaken Identity 69.
Avery's POVThe coffee was warm in her hands, but Avery barely noticed the heat as she stared out the large window of the cafe. She checked her phone for the umpteenth time that afternoon.She didn't know why it was taking too long for Asher to respond to her missed call and she was nervous. That was why she had decided against eating something. She was worried and didn't think anything could go down her throat without coming back up.The afternoon sun bathed the park across the street in a soft glow, casting long shadows from the benches and trees. Neal stood just outside the glass, licking the edge of a large swirl of strawberry ice cream and swinging his legs lazily from the edge of a bench.It wasn't his favorite as she had promised, but it was a flavor that they had to settle for, seeing that only the mall sold the mixed flavor that was his favorite, which surprisingly was also Asher's favorite.Avery smiled faintly, sipping her cappuccino again. The peaceful moment was rare, and
Mistaken Identity 68.
Avery's POVKelvin was leaning slightly, one hand still braced against the top of the car, the other raised in a casual wave, as if this were an everyday occurrence and not completely bizarre. His expression was unreadable, a small, knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips.Avery blinked. She remembered Kelvin and had been meaning to call him back since that day they met at the mall, but she wanted to do that after Asher had gotten back the DNA test results.She was not going to go behind his back to contact Kelvin, even though he looked and sounded like he was quite sure that she was Raina, his former girlfriend.For a moment, she just stared, unsure what to do. She took a quick glance at the rear mirror and Neal noticed her tension and followed her gaze, outside.No, no. This wasn't how she wanted this to turn out. Of course Kelvin was not aware that she had kids and she didn't know how she felt about him knowing or being near Neal.“Who’s that?” Neal asked, his tone suspici
Mistaken Identity 67
Avery's POVAvery sighed for what felt like the hundredth time, her thumb tapping the screen of her phone as she tried Asher’s number again. Still nothing. The call didn’t even ring. Just a cold, flat “call failed” that flashed on her screen like a stubborn slap to her patience.He had promised to be there with her, and she was nervous as hell. Though she knew he was busy and it wasn't yet time to meet with the realtor, she had watched the news that was going viral. She just wanted his voice to assure her that all was okay and he was going to be there. He had been with her from the onset of her business plan, and she hated to admit it, but didn't feel like she could do this without Asher.She sighed. Maybe she was leaning in too much on him. Or he was already getting tired of them. She stared down at the phone on her hand and dropped it. There was still time, no need to overthink a situation. He had promised, and he would be there.She leaned back against the driver’s seat, exhaling
Mistaken Identity 66
Asher's POVAsher looked up, first at Callahan, then at Anderson. Was this why Laurel had disappeared without a trace in the past? Why she had hidden herself from the world? What if this person had been looking for her too, like he had." Shit!" He cursed internally.“We’ve been tracking this individual for a while now,” Callahan explained. “He’s been in the area where Laurel was last seen, and we believe he’s tied to her disappearance in some way. We’re still working on the connections, but we know for sure that he’s interested in finding her—and he’s not alone.”Asher’s heart pounded as he examined the pictures. The man in the photographs didn’t look familiar to him, but the cold look in his eyes sent a shiver down his spine. Whoever he was, he had been watching Laurel. And now, with a child involved, things were taking an even darker turn.He couldn't even begin to imagine what Laurel had to go through to get to this point. Why was someone else looking for her? This was all too com
Mistaken Identity 65
Asher's POVAsher followed Callahan down the dimly lit hallway, his steps echoing in the empty space. This was the first time in all the seven years that they've been on the case, that he was coming to this part of the station.He wanted to ask Callahan where they were going. It wasn't that he didn't feel safe in the police headquarters; scratch that, Asher didn't feel safe, and the more they walked, the more mysterious everything felt.The sound of a phone ringing in one of the offices was the only noise breaking the silence. At least someone was around if detective Callahan wanted to try anything funny. In a case like this, one could only trust this much. He really didn't know why he had been called and until Callahan made it known, he wasn't going to loosen his guard.As they reached the last door, Callahan opened it, ushering Asher inside. Asher gave him a brief gaze to which Callahan nodded, before Asher walked into the room.The room was small, utilitarian, with just a few chai
Mistaken Identity 64.
Asher's POVAsher stepped out of the press room, his mind still buzzing with the energy of the announcement. It had taken every will power and self control he had not to fist bump every reporter in there with a 'Yes I fucking made it' shout.The weight of the merger and acquisition was beginning to sink in though and it took an enormous amount of effort not to crumble in it. His company had successfully secured one of the most significant financial moves in recent history. He was finally where he’d aimed to be: on top.Hamilton and co. Had been in the eyes of major investors companies, not because it was doing good or they had more money, but because it had the potential to grow under the right leadership and a huge amount of resources.He was willing to invest and sit back to reap the dividend. He smiled, turning to Julian. "Grandma wants to see us both this evening…" he muttered.Julian stopped in his steps and sighed. " Not possible, Ash. I have a flight back to catch thos evening…
Mistaken Identity 63.
Asher's POV Asher’s gaze lingered on the door for a moment, but then Julian, who had been silently observing the proceedings, gave him a small nod. “Well done,” Julian said quietly, breaking the silence.Asher didn’t respond immediately. If he did, he might get emotional. He knew that part of the reason why the deal had pulled through was because of Julian. Though he was not going to tell the man that.His focus shifted to the documents on the table in front of him—the contract that had irrevocably altered the course of both companies. The deal had been as complicated as it had been fragile, but they’d done it. Storm Capitals had acquired Hamilton & Co., and now the future of both companies would be shaped by their decisions.Asher turned to Julian, his voice low but full of satisfaction. “It’s done. This is a big win.” he muttered.Julian smiled, his eyes gleaming with approval. “It is, but there’s still work to be done. The real challenge starts now, you know that. I can't imagine
Mistaken Identity 62.
Asher’s POVThe next few days passed in a blur of meetings, phone calls, and endless paperwork. Asher barely had time to sleep, let alone think. The only time he wasn’t thinking about the deal was when he was with Avery and the boys.It was always a fresh moment for him, where he got to be free of the thinking or the responsibility on his shoulders. His relationship with Avery was also progressing at a fast rate that if care was not taken, he would ask her to marry him.They both had a lot going on in their lives now that it was only wise for him to wait. She was currently planning for her new business which he was helping her to plan too. Though they did more of kissing and cuddling than talking.Neal was like his golden retriever now, while Noel was this constant presence that never left his side whenever he was with them. Noel asked him more about work than any kid had ever done and it warmed his heart that he could talk smart business with the kid.He enjoyed every moment with the
