Chapter 53: Chased out

Asher’s Point of View

It's been a week!

A whole fucking week and Scarlett did everything she could to avoid me. Since that day, we only discussed our plans, and she had been avoiding me. I'm failing to understand why she'd do this to me and to herself. The fact that she was avoiding me only confirmed her feelings for me, and I'm not going to give up on her or give up on us.

I sighed as I stepped inside the Black mansion, a group of my men following behind me, with James walking beside me. For the past few weeks, I worked on getting my life back. I proved to everyone in the underworld that I was actually Asher, and Shane was my twin brother I had no idea about until now. I was kind of grateful to find James. He has been a great help for the past few weeks since we met again.

“Well, well! What do we have here? A family breakfast, how cute,” my gaze sliced through them, piercing and unyielding. Scarlynn’s eyes widened; for a second, they looked like they would bulge out; beads of sweat formed on Monica's forehead while Shane sat there, a smug grin on his lips.

At first, I didn't believe it, but seeing him right now, I had no choice but to. The damn jerk looks exactly like me.

“A...Asher... You?” Scarlynn stammered, blinking rapidly, her face turning white as if she had seen a ghost.

“Get the fuck out of my house before I send you to your early grave,” my words were measured, controlled, and void of any emotions. Had it been my way, I could have killed them here and now, but I had to respect Scarlett’s wish. This was her battle, and the least I could do was support her.

“Asher, you can't chase me...” I raised my hand dismissively, cutting Shane's words off.

“Shut the fuck up if you know what's good for you.” Shane went silent completely. I turned my attention to Scarlynn and her mother. “You have ten seconds to get out of here, unless, of course, you want me to kill you.”

They both rose off the chair, ready to head upstairs, but my guards blocked their way.

“Where do you think you are going?” I taunted, my eyes on them. “You do not own anything in this house. In fact, you should remove all the clothes you are wearing. It's my money after all, don't you think?”

Scarlynn ran over to me, kneeling before me. “Asher, please forgive me. Please give me a second chance. Scarlett is dead already. I'm sure we can still be happy together as a family, don't you think?” I laughed at her words.

Did she think I'd ever be with a woman like her? “Get her out of here right now,” I instructed the guards, and they all rushed to Scarlynn, grabbing her arms, and they started dragging her out along with her mother.

“Asher, you can't do this to me!” Scarlynn screamed as the guard dragged her out, but I didn't even care. Had it not been for Scarlett, I'd have finished her off myself.

“Brother...” Nick rushed over to me, wrapping her arms around me. My stomach hardened at the thought of my family working for Scarlynn. I hope Scarlett will make her regret the day she was born.

“It's over now, your brother is back,” I gently smoothed Nick’s hair, my eyes on my grandma. As much as I wanted to pity her, she was the one who wanted Scarlynn to become the daughter-in-law of our family. It's good she saw what kind of a woman she was.

I pulled Nick out of my embrace, my gaze pinning Mark. I shook my head, disappointed. He was having such a nice breakfast while his family members were suffering, especially his daughter. He'd rather become a lapdog for Scarlynn instead of fighting for his family.

“Brother...” Mark lowered his gaze, his face flushing with shame. He should be fucking ashamed of himself. He has let his family down. “I was just trying to save myself from living on the streets.” I scoffed at his lame excuses. He was such a spineless jerk. Where does he get the fucking audacity to say that shit to my face?

“I wish you'd grow some balls someday,” my tone was laced with disappointment. I shifted my attention to Shane, a smirk still lingering on his face.

I pulled the chair and sat opposite him, everyone followed the lead. I placed my hands on the table, my fingers tapping with a slow thud sound. “I've made a decision about the family business,” I started, causing everyone to turn their attention to me.

“Asher, please don't include me in any of this. I'm filing for a divorce and going away from here with my child,” Miller's voice had no emotions. I turned my attention to her; her face was pale, unshed tears shimmering beneath her eyes.

Anyone in her place would have done the same. What's the point of getting married to a jerk who can't even protect you?

“Miller... I... I...” Mark stammered, but she raised her hand before he could even finish his sentence.

“Save it. I do not want to hear anything,” she snapped.

“Miller, my dear, he's still your husband. Please give him another chance,” Granny's words made me scoff. It seemed like she hadn't learned her lesson.

“Miller, if you want to get divorced, then I'm going to give you my full support,” Nick threw a deadly glare at Mark. “No woman deserves such a man in their lives.” Her jaws tightened.

“Nick is going to take over as the CEO of our company, and 50% of our family business is going to her,” I said. Mark opened his mouth to speak, but I shut him off with my hand. “Mark is getting 10%, Shane is also getting 20%, and Martin will get 20% of her share. Granny will be the owner of this house. And if anyone is against my decision, you are welcome to return the shares and get the fuck out of here.”

“What the fuck?” Shane threw a sharp glare at me. “I am the CEO of the company. You can't just take away my position and give me 20% of the shares.” My gaze locked with him. It might have been proven that he is my brother, but I still don't trust him.

“I'd run a DNA test, and if you are really my brother, I'd consider changing my decision,” I rose off the chair, adjusting my suit jacket.

“If anyone here causes trouble in this house, I will not hesitate to shoot that person. I do not have time for any family drama. That's why I divided the family business, so please keep me out of your drama.” With that, I turned, making my way out, with the ground of my guard following behind me.

I could hear Shane and Mark cursing behind me. I scoffed. I didn't have time for them. My goal was to get Scarlett’s love, get married for real this time, and finally be together forever. I gave up my position as the Black Heir so that I could be with her, without any family drama.