Chapter 138
DEMI
"What? Ashton knows everything?" Anna paces with her hand on her waist.
I am glad my in-laws have been too distracted to impose bodyguards on me lately. With Ashley’s help, my life is semi-normal in that regard as I only move with one bodyguard, Trevor, who’s smart enough to not make me uncomfortable by being too obvious.
While I am talking with Anna at the honey pot on her off day, Trevor is sipping on a latte and pretending to read a magazine like a regular customer a few tables behind us.
"How did he find out?"
"I don’t know, Anna. Your guess is as good as mine. He showed up at the villa, pulled me aside and immediately started interrogating me about my mother. I tried so hard to defend myself and fend off his suspicion but he was adamant. That only tells me that he’s got irrefutable evidence of my involvement in everything."
"Do you think your aunt and Kira could be behind this?"
I recall Ashton talking about Kira filling him in. "Maybe. He did mention that Kira filled him in. However, I don’t think that’s his major source of conviction. I’ve heard Kira’s theories about my intentions for the Rollins family. She always has a point but she’s not very good at convincing people. I doubt she got through to Ashton that way, unless he already had his suspicions about me."
I want to tug at my hair in frustration because I am unable to fathom how Ashton saw through me. How did this happen? Could uncle Marcel have done this? No. He might have turned a new leaf but he wouldn’t throw me under the bus. He knows my dead parents would never forgive him if any harm comes to me as a result of his actions. At the very least, I can be sure of that.
"What are you going to do now? How do you plan on executing your revenge with Ashton aware of everything? He could expose you, Demi. He surely won’t keep quiet if something bad happens to his family or their business again. He’ll know you’re behind it."
Thoughts of my last night at the villa float back in my head. I had been so scared of my game being up. I was horrified that I had been caught too early, before my revenge was properly executed but I kept a brave face and denied everything. Ashton had assured me that he wasn’t going to make me his culprit. He claimed to understand my pain and even promised to protect me. I don’t know if I can trust him. He might not be Brett’s biological son but he was definitely raised and molded by that monster of a man.