Chapter 59

• Asher’s eyes met that of Lincoln, and there was silence in the air, until it was broken by the staffs present. “Mr. Lincoln.” Everyone in the room greeted but Asher.
• “What is he doing here?” Asher whispered to Roy who shook his head, giving him the no idea look.
• “Son, you clean up well.” He walked over and clapped Asher on the shoulder, his eyes glinting, but Asher knew there were no fatherly affection his eyes. “I hope this wedding goes well, you know what happens if it doesn’t.” He whispered to Asher and Asher curled his hand into fist, a throbbing vein appearing on his throat as he held his breath.