Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 90: Chapter 90

ASHTON

"What did you say?"

Cree shakes her head. "I told you. You wouldn’t believe me." She hisses a breath. "Nicci and I go way back. We met while auditioning to be the poster girl for an ad back when we were teenagers and became good friends. Something happened between us and we lost communication. I stumbled into one of her loyal friends during one of my audition gigs and he sent my contact to Nicci who called me. I guessed she wanted to gloat over how successful she’s become compared to my own shitty life. She promised to forgive and forget the wrong I did to her and even help me out with a good job if I was willing to loan her my acting skills. The rest is history."

Nicola is responsible for tormenting Ashley? How did she know about Tobias and for how long has she known? The second I ask myself the question, the answer comes flooding in. She was with Ashley for years as a couple. He was completely smitten by her.

Their relationship coincidentally kicked off during the peak of Nicola’s career. At that time, Ashley was still dealing with major PTSD while building his brand as a fashion designer. I can only imagine that he must have accidentally mentioned Tobias while spending the night with Nicci as a result of his nightmares. I have been around him when his sleep is plagued by a nightmare. He blurts out A LOT and most of what he says are supposed to be secrets.

How could Nicola hurt him like this? What does she stand to gain by torturing the man she claims to love?

"Why would Nicola do such a thing to a man she claims to love?" I ask Cree.

"I told you. I didn’t ask questions. That was Nicci’s one rule."

I guess I’ll have to leave it to Ashley to figure that out himself.

"Cyril is going to give you your phone and you’re going to call Nicola. I want you to call her and talk to her about her schemes as Shay. I want to confirm your little story." Cree sighs as her phone is brought to her. She quickly dials Nicci’s line. "Turn on the loudspeaker, please."

"She must be pissed at me. I have been avoiding her calls due to the Billion-Err incident." Nicola finally picks up and Cree clears her throat nervously. "Hi Nicci."

"Where the hell have you been?"

"I’m sorry. I meant to call you but with everything on the media, I’ve just been dealing with a lot."

"What’s this story about you and Ashal? You’re going off the rails here, Cree. Your instruction regarding him ended with the blind date. Are you seriously seeing him?" I can’t believe I am hearing Nicola’s voice.

"He’s been helping me Nicci; the job, the apartment. Was I supposed to say no to all of that?"

"I paid you well enough."

"Yes, but he is willing to set me up for a lifetime. I am not stupid. I know what I am doing. Once I get enough resources to set myself up, I’ll end it." Cree avoids my eyes as she explains. I can’t tell if she’s telling the truth or telling lies. Nicola laughs derisively.

"No, you won’t. Women hardly walk away from the quads. Don’t think you can lie to me. I don’t care if you’re desperate to taste one of them. Do whatever you want to do as long as he’s not my Ashley and you don’t fuck up my plans. If you do any of the aforementioned, I won’t spare you, Cree Baxter. You have no idea what I’ll do so it’ll be in your best interest if you don’t test me." Cree gazes up at me.

"I hear you loud and clear, Nicola Grey. You’re not to be trifled with." Nicci hangs up on her. "Was that enough proof for you?"

I close a hand over my mouth.

"You have Shay. I’ll do whatever I can to get you as much proof as you deem necessary."

"Now, you’re ready to implicate someone?"

"That bitch played me. She left clues just so fingers will point inevitably in my direction as a culpable suspect. She used me to distract you guys from ever suspecting her. Now that I think about it, she told me about Mi Rey as a term of endearment and claimed it never fails to weaken you quads. She insisted that whenever I showed up to deliver a note to do any of her dirty work, I should make sure I am seen. It never made sense to me why she wanted that, especially when I could easily have delivered her message and made a clean exit. She told me to seduce a bunch of guys who I later came to realize work for you and your brothers. I had no idea about that Oliver guy or Nicci chatting him up. She wanted you all to have a culprit as far removed from her as possible. I was such a fool not to ask questions but not anymore." Her eyes narrow angrily. "I’ll help you take her down. Just tell me what you need."

Wordlessly, I turn around and start heading for the door.

"Hey, wait! What about me? You promised you wouldn’t harm me. ASHTON!!! YOU NEED ME TO LEARN THE TRUTH ABOUT YOUR REAL PARENTS. YOUR REAL FAMILY IS STILL OUT THERE!!!!"

I freeze by the door.

"Your real family," Cree continues breathing heavily, "they’re not all lost. You have a sibling out there! Someone who has the same blood running through your veins! Someone who can share stories about what your real father was like."

I grit my teeth. She’ll say anything at this point to save her skin. She’s contradicting herself. How can I have a sibling if my biological parents died right after having my brothers and I? I don’t bother to clarify with Cree. I am mentally exhausted and too emotionally drained to entertain more of her crap.

"Cyril, shut her up."

I’M

driving around just to let off some steam. Why do our loved ones have to be the ones that cause us the most pain? How

to know his deepest secret. She could have easily gotten our numbers from Ashley’s phone. She’s desperate enough to toy with him, especially if she feels jilted by him as a result of his marriage to Demi. Her career is almost up in flames due to her relationship with him. Everyone calls her his side piece and attributes her success in the modeling industry to nothing more than her illicit affair with Ashley. She must be

not see right through her? She had the motive

I finally make it home, it’s late. I trundle into the mansion and find Demi and father talking near his study. It’s a strange sight. Even through the haze of anger, my curiosity heightens. What does he want with her? I already agreed

had concerning Demi in the last couple of weeks. My emotions get the best of me and I make

Her eyes meet mine. Immediately, I rush forward just as father wipes his face with

get involved." Father breathes through clenched

was an accident. Don’t hit her." I reply with a deep look he understands as a reminder of our agreement earlier today. He drops his hand and glowers at Demi. "No one throws up at people intentionally." I turn to Demi who is

with folded hands. "I must have had something to eat that didn’t sit well with my stomach. I didn’t

full of lame excuses. You always have something to dump on me every time we meet.

to use the bathroom in his study. Alone, Demi continues to shake in my arms. "What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?" She looks pale. She pulls

fine. I’ve just been stressed lately. Thank you for helping with father. I really appreciate the timing." She withdraws towards the elevator while I watch her go, her shoulders sagged with exhaustion. It feels

on my word. I am not like father. With anger still pumping hot in my blood, I text my brothers on our group chat. Thankfully, they’re

with a dash of

return but unfortunately, the light of cheer in his eyes don’t go off. Wow. Hugh was right after all. Asher will literally do whatever it takes to keep father happy even

it a night. What’s up?" Ashal asks. Ashley stops playing pool and stares up at me.

"Cree finally talked."

she would eventually. She would have owned up to her crime earlier if you hadn’t insisted on playing the nice guy and having her held up in that

not Shay!" I burst his bubble. "She was only paid

theatre production." Asher snaps impatiently. "Who the fuck is the real blackmailer? Tell me you got a name." I ignore him

"Shay...is Nicola!"

as everyone

"That can’t be right."

first but it makes perfect

Ashton, it can’t be."

find the words to contradict me. "Your nightmares. You must have had them around her. You must have said things that didn’t make sense to her, admitted to things, called a name as strange as Tobias Woodley,

his head in his hands and staggers

of me and from the tenor of their conversation, everything Cree admitted checked out. Nicci used your

me. Why would

downgrade from being a girlfriend was damaging to her career. She has multiple reasons to be spiteful of you. She might still love you but she might also

why I don’t keep the same woman around for long. They start to

Asher." Ashal chides him. "This is hardly

grabs his keys. "I have to talk

blocking his path. "Not right now. Not like this. You’re going to take a deep breath and sleep on it. You only need to remember that we finally caught the true culprit. Tomorrow, invite her over to your office and make

Are you planning to arrest her?" He leers at me. "This is a personal matter, Ashton. I’m sure whatever her reasons are, they aren’t as

"Ashley! Asher calls.

about how he hits her. She’s depressed over losing me as a boyfriend too. I can guess why she did what she did but I can’t layer this on top of everything else. She’ll contemplate suicide. I can’t live with myself if

thought did cross my mind that she could be culpable but I chose to

talking." I prompt

me. She helped me get over the worst of them. She was very sweet and understanding. She asked me about it and I confided in her. It was a long time

your secret and hurt you like this?" I try steering him

levied the blame on me, I ran to her whenever my nightmares began. She nursed me. We...bonded. Lately, with Demi in the picture, I have been drifting away from her. She

to Nicci, who’s comforting you through...oh fuck me!" I cuss

you didn’t open up to Demi about Tobias." Asher asks with a fake smile. "Tell me you didn’t fall blindly in love

okay? I told you the affirmations and working out helps." He avoids our eyes which tells

around her?" I intentionally refrain from being specific about the nights they’ve been sharing together. Frankly, it’s still a little hard for me to digest. Ashley’s

Tobias. Is that right?" Asher asks. "Great. Just

there’s something else, come out with it now, Ashley." I persist, seeing his eyes droop to his feet. "Don’t hold

know, okay? I had a fit one time and woke up to find her in my room. She told me she gave me a cold compress and nursed me the entire night. When I asked specifically about saying anything weird during the night, she called it gibberish. I don’t know what she heard but she hasn’t asked any questions

we interrogate her."

have to assuage her doubts somehow.

reschedule a later date to brainstorm on