Todos los capítulos de Mistaken Identity : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Asher’s POVThe ride home was quiet; well, at least for Asher, before Nolan had opened his mouth. He still had a lot to process over his conversation with Avery. He was eighty percent sure that she was Raina and perhaps a DNA test or a confirmation from her would seal the deal.He had confirmed the mole present on her shoulder, but that could also be a coincidence, just like her face could be. Asher was just leaving room for trial and error, because he was sure that the woman he had sat with at the party that night was Raina.The soft hum of the car engine filled the air as the vehicle glided through the quiet streets. Asher sat in the backseat, legs stretched out, gaze fixed on the passing cityscape. It had been a long day, and he would have preferred silence for the ride home.But with Nolan sitting beside him, that was never an option. Peace was hard to come by when Nolan was in the back seat with him. It had not crossed his mind earlier to send the man to the front seat.He knew

Asher’s POVMorning light crept in through the blinds, casting soft shadows across the room. Asher groaned, rubbing his temples as the dull throb in his head made itself known.He had dreaded waking up that morning and had even stayed longer in bed just so he could avoid moving his head that was aching, around.It had taken him far too long to fall asleep last night. Even after Julian left, his thoughts had remained tangled, circling back to Avery. Rest had not come easily. He had thought of ways that he could stop this feelings he had for Avery from progressing, but it couldn’t.His entire mind was clouded with pictures of her even as he had just woken up.Last night, to shake of the thoughts of Avery, he had poured himhadself a glass of wine, hoping it would help, but all it did was keep him awake longer. He had even thought of going out that night, perhaps to a bar, but ignored his inner mind.Every since the incident seven years ago, Asher had never stepped his foot into a bar or

Asher’s POV Asher stepped out of the car, straightening his jacket as his gaze flicked up to the grand mansion before him. The estate held his grandmother’s residence, as well as his uncles and aunts who also have their residence inside the estate. His family believed in living together and because most of them had families of their own, his late grandfather had acquired a large acres of land with more space than anyone could imagine. That way, they could build their houses inside the estate and still live close together. He was the only one who had chosen to live outside the estate after he had come of age, just as he had chosen to start his own company instead of working for the family. A decision that he had fought tooth and nail for and even got reminded by his grandmother constantly that it was the most foolish decision that he could have ever made. She would call him sometimes to nag about how she couldn’t visit him anymore because he was living far away from his family i

Asher’s POVHis grandmother smiled faintly. “You always run when the conversation turns uncomfortable.” She said. She knew that he hated being watched and had gone ahead to do it.He chuckled, walking toward the door. “And yet, you always call me back and still try to control my life anyway.” He fired back. By now, she would have noticed that he was not pleased with her actions.As he reached for the handle, she spoke once more.“Be careful, Asher. You’re not the only one watching Avery.” She warned.Avery. He paused in his steps. Who else was watching Avery. The woman had just returned back to the states and had only showed up during the party. No one knew her well yet. So who was watching her and how come his grandmother knew?Except… his grandmother was trying to buy time. She had not wanted to tell him anything about Avery earlier, or why she was warning him about her, so knowing his grandmother, she was not going to say anything.It just occurred to him that she had used Avery as

Asher’s POV He guarded his face well, making sure that his face was devoid of any emotion. “You’ll have to be more specific.” Asher said with a sly grin on his face.Serena scoffed, crossing her legs as she studied him. “Right. Because you’ve had quite a few scandals, haven’t you?” she jabbed.He’s had a few scandals here and there that didn’t last for long. It was just some bloggers and competitors trying to bring him down. Another bigger news always moved him out of the limelight.Asher merely shrugged. “Occupational hazard.” He said, looking unconcerned, even though it betrayed how he was feeling at the moment. Something was not right and he hoped that Serena was just bluffing.She smirked. “Check the tabloids, then. See what they’re saying about you this time.” She muttered. Her voice sounding more confident than before.That made him chuckle, low and amused. “You think I care about what’s written in the tabloids?” he fired at her.There was no way he was going to show Serena tha