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Mistaken Identity 40.
Asher’s POVAsher was already expecting Nolan to have called his driver the moment he had left his office, before he got to the ground floor of the company, so he wasn’t surprised when he saw the black SUV waiting at the curb. With the way he had rushed out of his office after hearing Avery’s quiet and tensed voice, Nolan must have sensed the urgency and acted accordingly.Though Asher would have loved to drive to Avery’s house himself, perhaps in a sport car that was faster, to save time, but he still appreciated the SUV. At least he would not be thinking while driving. A very risky move.He stepped out of the company, nodding to the people that were greeting him. He didn’t bother to stop and entertain them, especially the ones he knew well. Asher strode towards the SUV that was waiting, ready to slide into the backseat and head straight to Avery’s place. But then, something made him stop short.There were two identical black SUVs parked at the entrance which confused him the more.
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Mistaken Identity 41.
Asher’s POVSerena, as if sensing his discomfort, chuckled lightly. “I think you’re misunderstanding me, Asher,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement. She glanced at her watch. “Actually, you do have an appointment with me. Right now.” She said.Asher narrowed his eyes, his patience thinning with every passing second. He had neither the time nor the interest to entertain Serena Laurent. His priority right now was Avery.He didn’t have any appointment with Serena, not now, not another day. Why should he? What would they be discussing about in his office.“I don’t have an appointment with you,” he said firmly, glancing at his watch again. Nine minutes behind schedule now. The least he could do was ten minutes and he was leaving immediately he cleared things with her.Serena smirked, tapping the screen of her phone before lifting her gaze to his. “Actually, you do.” She muttered, this time in a serious voice that would make anyone believe that she was anything but professional.As
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Mistaken Identity 42.
Asher’s POVBy the time Asher’s SUV pulled up to Avery’s house, the sky was a deep shade of indigo, the streetlights casting a soft glow over the quiet neighborhood. He had exhausted the thirty minutes and more and he hoped that Avery wasn’t the type to hold someone by their words.The moment the vehicle stopped, he didn’t wait for the driver to open his door—he pushed the door open and stepped out immediately. His long strides taking him straight to the entrance of Avery’s building, and before long, he was at her front door. The tension in his chest hadn’t eased since the moment she had called. Something was wrong, it kept on ringing in his head. He could hear it in her voice, sense it in the hesitation, which was so unlike her.He rang the doorbell and waited, hoping she would open up fast. What if she had not wanted to call him in the first place, and had realized her mistake and now, no longer needed him to show up.Barely a second later after his knock, hurried footsteps sounded
Last Updated : 2025-03-28Mistaken Identity 43.
Asher’s POVAsher’s fingers curled around the folder, his grip so tight that the edges crumpled slightly. He forced himself to exhale slowly, trying to rein in his temper.“This is ridiculous,” he said, his voice dangerously low.Avery shrugged. “I know.” She mumbled.He took a brief pause before sharply looking at her. “You’re not actually considering this, are you?” he asked her, one of his brows arched.She scoffed. “Of course not. But that doesn’t mean grandfather is going to stop pushing it. He made it very clear that there’s no way I’m backing out of this, whether I like it or not.” She replied in a low voice, like she was already tired of the drama.Asher snapped the folder shut with more force than necessary. He couldn’t understand why Wellesley acted this way, even to his family. Did the old man even stop for once to consider how she felt or even his grandsons. He sighed, leaning heavily on the chair. Then, curiosity got the best of him as he kept on staring at the folder. H
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Mistaken Identity 44.
Asher’s POV Avery blinked. “What?” she asked. Her tone was lacking that hint of shock, so she obviously was not surprised at his response, she just didn’t understand why he would want to handle this for her or how he would take care of the matter. He wasn’t even family.Asher cleared his throat. “I said I’ll handle this.” His expression hardened as he repeated himself. “Your grandfather wants to play this game? Fine. But he’s not going to win.”Avery studied him for a long moment, looking for something that she couldn’t pinpoint in his eyes. Then, after she must have seen it, she slowly smiled. It didn’t last for long, because she probably didn’t want him to notice, but he did.She trusted him, and that was all Asher needed. It was all the go ahead that he needed from her. He has too many scores to settle with Mr. Wellesley.Asher looked at the folder that he had dropped on the coffee table and sighed. His body moved before his mind fully caught up, and the next thing he knew, he was
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Mistaken Identity 45.
Asher’s POV He smirked and shrugged. She was in the habit of surprising him now, just as she had called him when she needed him and had even let him hug her. Who knows, maybe she had the talent and was waiting to shock him. “Okay, if you didn’t, then who did?” he asked.Her expression softened, a hint of pride creeping into her voice. It took him a second to realize it, but he got the idea before she even spoke. “Neal. He’s very good at art.”Asher blinked, genuinely surprised. Of course he knew Neal could draw, just like every other kid his age. Neal had mentioned that he likes to draw, but this was not the kind of ability he had been expecting. The picture looked too advanced for his age. “Neal drew this?” he stuttered.Avery nodded, watching his reaction closely. He blinked, not trusting his voice to speak. This was too close to home, Asher thought. No one except his mother knew about this, but Asher could draw. He still drew, though not as frequent as he would have loved to. He
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Mistaken Identity 46.
Asher’s POV His gaze flickered back to the drawing in his hand, as if seeing it for the first time. He studied the details again—the way the family stood close together, the slight, protective stance of the tallest figure, the way the children seemed to lean toward him.Not Henry.Neal had drawn him.A strange, unfamiliar emotion tightened in Asher’s chest. He had expected Henry to be in the picture—expected that Neal, despite everything, would have chosen to immortalize his father in some way. But instead, he had chosen him. Why? Asher would give anything to know what was running through Neal’s mind when he drew that picture. He would give anything to go back to that moment and ask him why he had drawn him instead of his own father, Henry.Avery watched him carefully, her expression unreadable, as if she was unsure of herself.He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “Are you sure?” His voice was quieter now, not the usual confident, controlled tone. If she listened clos
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Mistaken Identity 47.
Asher’s POVThe boardroom at Storm Enterprises was filled with a heavy tension as Asher took his seat at the head of the long glass conference table. He always felt the weight of running the company whenever he sat on that particular chair.His sharp gaze swept over the group of executives and legal advisors assembled for this crucial meeting. His board meetings didn’t happen frequently, but when they do, it was usually because the matter was very important and couldn’t wait.He could feel the weight of the discussion ahead, the make-or-break decisions that would determine the future of the Hamilton & Co. acquisition. They had spent days and nights finding out information about the deal and Serena’s involvement in it, and if a truth, Asher was shocked at what he had found out.By his left hand side sat Nolan, his ever-efficient assistant, already flipping through his meticulously organized files and typing furiously into his ipad. Several key team members from legal, finance, and str
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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
