Chapter 51
ASHTON
What the fuck is this fool doing here and how dare he come to us like this?
"You are insane to come here, Randall." Asher quips, dropping his drink on the table so roughly it spills over.
Ashley surges to his feet "Looks like someone has a death wish." The rest of us follow. Josh retracts his hand with a sly smile.
"I guess we won’t be having any family reunions anytime soon, huh?"
"You better get the fuck out of here before you have to be carried out in a body bag." I threaten him, clenching my fist.
"Woah." Josh takes a few steps back. "Don’t you think your anger is misplaced? If anything, I should be the one feeling cheated after being fatherless for most of my life while my dad catered to another man’s kids."
"You bloody..." Asher cuts me off by stepping in front of me.
"Calm down y’all. He’s playing mind games. He’s trying to trick us into throwing the first punch." Then he turns to Josh who has a lopsided grin on his face. "You didn’t have much to say except whining like a bitch when father signed the papers earlier. Is that why you’ve come here looking for someone to give your sorry ass a beating? What? You’re hoping we trash you so you can run to daddy and force his hand in your favor?"
Asher turns to us and laughs. "That’s the only way he ever gets father to do anything for him. He has to resort to emotional blackmail. For a so-called biological son, that’s sad and pathetic."
Josh sips his drink and tries not to let his anger take him over the edge. "Yeah right, like you didn’t threaten my dad to make you his successor. You knew I had copped that position just by existing. That’s why you were always threatened by my mere presence."