Ashlyn instantly knew who it was. During her three years with the Jones family, she heard this woman’s sharp voice every day.
Ashlyn stopped in her tracks as Denise caught up to her. “How dare you come back, Ashlyn?” Denise demanded in a shrill voice.
Over the past few months, the Jones family had become the laughingstock of the town because of the video and the recordings that were released. Fortunately, due to the prestige and power of the Jones family, nobody dared to gossip about them openly.
Otherwise, they would’ve suffered severe criticism and abuses.
But Denise was still in school. Her classmates didn’t give a damn that she was Miss Jones. Denise had always said openly that an ordinary woman like Ashlyn didn’t deserve Gordon. After the news of Gordon falling in love with his sister-in-law went viral on the Internet, Denise had been laughed at by her classmates these days.
And it was all because of Ashlyn. If she hadn’t posted those damned things online, the Jones family wouldn’t have become such a big joke.
Now that Denise saw Ashlyn, the object of her ire, the anger that had accumulated in her heart for months exploded. She rushed at Ashlyn and raised her hand to slap her in the face.
But as her hand arced in the air, Ashlyn grabbed her by the wrist.
“You want to hit me, Denise?” Ashlyn asked coldly, gripping the girl’s wrist tightly. “What gave you the right?”
Right after she said that, Ashlyn gave Denise a hard slap across the face. “But thanks for reminding me that you still owe me a slap.”
With a loud, crisp sound, Ashlyn’s hand landed on Denise’s face mercilessly.
Lowell, who was sitting nearby, looked at Gordon subconsciously after he heard the loud slap.
Gordon’s face was stone cold. He hung up the phone and walked straight to Ashlyn and Denise.
Denise was stunned by the slap. When she saw Gordon approaching, she covered her swollen cheek and cried, “Gordon, she hit me!
She just hit me in the face!”
Looking at Gordon, Ashlyn raised her eyebrows and smiled. “Yes, I did hit her. So, Mr. Jones, are you going to hit me back?”
Gordon had never been provoked like this before. He looked at the woman standing so boldly in front of him. It had only been three months since the last time they met. How dare she talk to him like this?
With a long face, he was about to say something, but Ashlyn interrupted him. “I’ve never provoked you, so don’t come to provoke me. Piss me off and I just might release more gossip about your precious Jones family.”
Ashlyn’s smile disappeared and she looked at Gordon coldly. “A proper ex should know his place and teach the people around him well.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Ashlyn turned around and left, leaving Gordon in the dust, whose face was as cold as ice, and Denise, who was trembling with anger.
As Ashlyn walked away, Denise was so angry that she wanted to catch up with her. However, Gordon stopped her.
She looked back at him and shouted in an aggrieved tone, “Gordon!”
But Gordon only looked at her coldly. “Don’t provoke her,” he warned.
Denise wanted to fight back but shrank under his cold glare. “She was the one who hit me.”
Gordon let go of her hand and looked up at Ashlyn, who had already walked out the door. He couldn’t help but frown.
She had become so arrogant after three months.
Ashlyn didn’t look back. She went straight to the car.
It was just like Jessie said; it wasn’t worth it to get angry with that man.
Talia cast a sidelong glance at Ashlyn. Ever since they got in the car, Ashlyn hadn’t said a word and simply stared out the window with an indifferent expression. Obviously, Ashlyn was in a bad mood.
“Miss Ramos?”
A hush had fallen over the car, so Talia couldn’t help but call out to her.
Talia’s voice pulled Ashlyn back to reality. She turned her head to look at the hesitant Talia. When she saw that the latter seemed to want to say something, Ashlyn couldn’t help but chuckle. “Did I scare you just now?”
Talia shook her head and smiled wryly. “Are you sure you want to live in Courtbush for the next six months?”
Ashlyn’s eyebrows shot up. “Why not? Are you worried that I’ll get back together with him?”
She was not that stupid.
Her actions spoke louder than her words.
Talia hummed thoughtfully. “Not exactly. It’s just that, since we’re in their territory, I’m worried they’ll make trouble for you.”
Ashlyn broke into a wide grin. “Don’t worry. I’m not a pushover.”
She used to be weak and stupid enough to let the Jones family walk all over her. Now that she had figured everything out, she was determined to stand up for herself.
Talia seemed to want to say something more, but when she saw the smile on Ashlyn’s lips, she swallowed her words.
What Ashlyn said made sense. Her father was Stevie Ramos. Who would dare to hurt her?
Denise got a slap in the face, but Gordon didn’t do anything about it. He even warned her not to provoke Ashlyn.
As soon as Denise got home, she ran to Nathaniel to air out her grievances.
Over three months had passed but Nathaniel’s anger towards Ashlyn was still fresh. When he heard that the woman had come back, his rage flared up again.
Of course Denise exaggerated what happened to make Nathaniel even angrier. He decided to call Gordon to order him to take Ashlyn back the following day to apologize.
As soon as Gordon returned to his apartment, his phone started to ring. With a stony expression, he went to the balcony to take the call. “Grandpa, I said that we’re divorced.”
“So what? If we tell the police what she has done, she’ll be thrown into jail for a few months!”
Gordon pulled at his tie and said impatiently, “What she posted online is true.”
Nathaniel was stunned. The sound of the busy dial tone brought him back to his senses. Gordon had hung up on him.
After hanging up, Gordon threw the phone to the sofa and lit up a cigar.
After three months, Ashlyn was now the manager of Fairway Group. The usually docile rabbit bared its teeth and waved its claws in front of him.
Gordon sneered. “It’s only been three months, yet you’ve forgotten how to behave yourself.”
He was taking a long drag on the cigar when his phone started to ring again.
Gordon glanced at the phone indifferently, having no intention to answer it.
But the person on the other end of the line didn’t give up. When the second call came, Gordon finally walked over and picked up the phone. “What?” he snapped.
It was Aiken Evans. The music on the other end of the phone was deafening. Frowning irritably, Gordon almost hung up right then and there.
“We are in ONE! You coming?”
“No,” Gordon replied bluntly.
When he was about to hang up the phone, Aiken’s voice sounded again. “Is Ashlyn back?”
“How did you know?”
“She’s right in front of me!” Aiken clicked his tongue. “Oh, and her new boyfriend’s here, too. Damn, he’s hot!”
Most of the tables were booked by Jessie. While there were a lot of people, most of them knew each other, more or less.
As soon as Ashlyn finished her business dinner, she rushed over. Her work outfit consisted of a white chiffon shirt, a striped suit jacket, black trousers, and four-inch stiletto heels, and she didn’t bother to change for the party. In a word, she looked smart and gorgeous.
The heating was on inside the club, and it was teeming with people. After a few minutes, Ashlyn took off her coat.
When she saw her friend, Jessie came over. She was accompanied by a man. It wasn’t until they were a few feet away from Ashlyn that she saw the man’s face clearly. It was Fred Wilson.
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