Chapter 64 - 65 Ashton’s POV: Red Flag
While Mirabelle was sitting in the bistro with Finn, ten miles away and sixty-eight floors up, Ashton finally found out—second-hand—that she was suing Rhys Granger.
The moment the glass doors to his office swung shut, Ashton hurled a thick stack of contracts straight at Cassian Langford’s chest.
The hit landed with a meaty smack.
‘Why the hell didn’t you tell me earlier?’
Cassian stumbled back, one hand catching the papers, the other slapped to his ribs. ‘Jesus, mate, trying to bruise a lung or what?’
Ashton didn’t answer.
The tension in his jaw said plenty.
Cassian straightened, rubbing at his ribs with exaggerated flair. ‘Look, I didn’t know either, alright? It’s not like Rhys and I are besties in a group chat. How the fuck was I supposed to know he was running his mouth?’
‘Then how do you know now?’
‘Yvaine’s birthday party. Mirabelle had a go at him. Rhys and his girlfriend were both there. Things got... messy. I just kinda forgot to mention it.’
Ashton’s jaw flexed again.
His eyes were already dark, but now they looked like wet asphalt before a storm.