Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Early the next morning, Briar got out of bed and, out of habit, walked to the window to see if Ashton was outside the gate. Coincidentally, she locked eyes with him walking toward her house. She opened the window and said, “Morning.”

Ashton stopped and smiled at Briar, who had messy hair from just waking up. “Morning. Going for a run today?”

Briar nodded, looking at the workout clothes Ashton was already wearing. She asked, “You joining?”

Sure enough, Ashton nodded casually. “Sure.”

So, after a quick wash–up, Briar put on her sportswear, and the two of them jogged together around the neighborhood.

Forty minutes later, they stopped at the gate, slightly out of breath. Ashton helped wipe the sweat off Briar’s forehead. “Go take a shower and come eat breakfast. We have omelettes today.”

“Okay,” Briar responded, without looking up, and turned to head home.

‘Damn it! This is my first time running with Ashton, and not only does he have amazing stamina, but how does he still look so good after 6 miles?‘ she thought.

Ashton stared at her fleeing figure, the smile on his lips gradually widening.

Ashton was a man who could capture Briar’s attention whenever he wanted.

Briar’s first class wasn’t until 9:30 am, so she wasn’t in a rush. After breakfast, she leaned over the dining table, playing a game to pass the

time. Her fingers tapped leisurely, but every shot fired by her in–game character was a perfect headshot.

Each gunshot made Ashton’s eyelids twitch. The words of that lanky man from the previous night kept echoing in his mind.

“That woman’s identity is a mystery. Her marksmanship is every assassin’s nightmare. She is Bree…”

she’s not Briar.

this Briar Jennings you’re

the lanky man denied knowing Briar, when Brandon showed him her photo, the flash of terror in his eyes didn’t

notice.

there was indeed a figure known as Bree. No one knew if Bree was male or female, but many speculated Bree might be DDC Vanguard’s elite instructor, a founding hacker of the Hacker Alliance, a famed designer,

figure with the lazy girl slouched at the dining table, casually playing a

Briar looked up and raised one eyebrow, wordlessly asking

bright eyes, shook his head, and ruffled her hair. “Nothing. Keep

her head again, hiding the flicker of emotion

her posture irritably, very much like a boss, full

her. Since she was running late, there weren’t many cars at the school gate. One inconspicuous black car in the

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course, Ashton

pulled out his phone, ordering someone to keep an eye on the black car and find out where it

had put Ashton on high alert regarding Briar’s safety. He didn’t trust the lanky man’s words, but neither could he fully believe

Briar had been in the bathroom for quite a while

come pick you up,” Ashton said as he got out of the car,

to ask why, but faced with his casual

“Go on,” he said.

phone and made a call. “Mr. Goodwin, I heard

Marvin had finally returned to his leisurely habit of skipping work. When he got the strange call, his brow twitched. “What? With your packed schedule, do you

Ashton

the crap.” Marvin was instantly on guard. “Just say it. What’s your

other kids dared to dream of. Over the years, cleaning up his messes had cost millions of

was rich enough to

he stopped wreaking havoc among Shoneport’s elite and instead turned his attention abroad. Rumor had it, his overseas influence in Spoivania was immense. His

how could someone as young as Ashton be