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Ashton’s offer was hard to turn down-especially the part about owing Briar a favor. That one hit differently.
Getting a favor from the Wade family might not mean much now, but Ashton’s promise carried real weight.
His influence had already outgrown the Wade family’s name. Thinking about her own reasons for coming back to
the country, Briar paused.
Noticing her hesitation, Ashton leaned in. “Miss Jennings, you're still in college, right? With your talent in
traditional medicine, it'd be a shnot to study at Shoneport University. I've got spull there if you're
interested, | can help.”
He was sharp. In the short tsince learning Briar's name, Ashton had already looked into her background. And
this offer just hit the mark.
Briar smiled, her voice clear and calm. “Deal.”
Ashton pulled out his phone right away. “Let's exchan
contact info.”
Briar glanced up, catching the friendly look in his eyes. She casually opened Whatand added him.
Right after, Ashton transferred 3 million dollars to her, along with the remaining payment for the pills.
Once the money hit her account, Briar's mood lightened even more. “Today's treatment’s done. I'll be back
tomorrow for another session.”
When Ashton heard she was leaving, he nodded, then looked over at Griffin, who was slowly coming around. He
turned back to Briar and said politely, “Letwalk you out.”
So the girl who'd swaggered in beside Ashton was now being respectfully escorted out by him.
The Wade family members who'd been eyeing her like a-stray off the street could only look away, too
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtembarrassed to say a word.
Now that Griffin had woken up, all their little plans had gone up in smoke.
“See you,” Briar called out as she swung a leg over her bike. She balanced on one foot, gave the engine a little
rev, and waved with the other hand, flashing a surprisingly sweet smile.
Ashton’s face softened. He backed up to make way and replied, “See you tomorrow, Miss Jennings.”
It wasn’t lost on him-ever since he paid her, Briar had been way more
polite. Even her smile felt more genuine.
Ashton quickly figured out what had changed her attitude. He couldn’t help but smile to himself.
Briar rode off cool as ever on her black motorcycle, leaving Ashton with nothing but the sharp, stylish image of
her disappearing down the road.
As Ashton kept staring in the direction she’d gone, Morton cover and asked in a low voice, “Mr. Wade, want
Ashton glanced at Briar’s Whatprofile pic-a little black kitten with a fierce look that was more bark than
bite. It was just like her.
“No need,” Ashton said. “She’ll be back tomorrow.” He'd already figured out what made Briar tick. As long as he
kept that in mind, she wasn’t going anywhere.
Morton looked a little puzzled but nodded. “Got it.”
Out on the busy street, Briar cruised behind a stretch limo on her bike.
It was rush hour, so she didn’t bother cutting through traffic. After all, there was no need to rush.
Just then, her phone rang with Tristan’s custom ringtone. She answered through her Bluetooth. “What's up?”
Chapter 6
*There’s a new bounty on the Dark Net, Tristan said. “SWade guy is offering big money to trackdoen.
The offices long dan de be Dasminca, is that the sWade family you mentioned?”
Briar squinted. “Probably
“Probably?” Tristan snapped. “Get on the Darkand check who posted it!”
Briar chuckled. “I'm on vacation, and you wantto mess with the Dark Net, huh? Do you realize how much
influence they hold in Dasmical Ser like you're trying to getarrested.”
That place was crawling with elite hackers. Digging around without a good reason was asking for trouble.
“I don’t care,” Tristan grumbled. “Just find out who it is. If it’s Griffin, maybe I'll think about coming out of hiding.”
He hung up before Briar could shoot
him down.
Briar stared at her phone, speechless.
Tristan was a legend in the medical world, known for his rare and insane Golden Eighty-One Technique. Every
rich and powerful person wanted big, but he had just dropped off the face of the earth for sreason.
Money could buy almost anything-except more time. So people never stopped looking for Tristan. On the Dark
Net, even a scrap of info about him could go for about 3 million dollars.
If Briar weren't already loaded, she might've cashed in on his location herself.
She sighed, pulled over into an empty spot, and hacked into the Darkanyway. It only took a few minutes to
pull the data Tristan wanted. She shot it over to him, telling herself it was just a random act of kindness.
Two hours later, Briar rolled back into the Jennings family’s driveway.
It was past 8 PM. Dinner was long over. Inside, the whole family-Edgar, Camden, Beatrice, and Halle-were sitting
around whispering in the living room. The second they heard the motorcycle, they all clammed up and turned
toward the door. When Briar walked in like she owned the place, their faces immediately dropped.
Briar sneered and ignored them. Her eyes flicked to the spotless dining table before she called to a nearby
servant, “Makespasta.”
The servant hadn’t met her before, but everyone knew the real heir/had cback today. She glanced at Edgar.
When Edgar didn’t object, the servant nodded and headed to the kitchen.
Soon, the servant brought out scut fruit and set it on the table.
Briar didn’t even glance at the fancy sofa. She dropped into a chair at the dining table, one leg crossed lazily
over the other. Chin resting on one hand, she forked a piece of fruit into her mouth with the other, completely
ignoring the four people glaring at her from the living room.
Watching Briar act like this, Edgar could almost feel his bruises flaring back up. But he forced a smile and walked
over.
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