Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 589 The guard flashed a smug grin, like a hunter who'd finally broken in his prize catch. He was basking in his own triumph.

That grin made Ashley's skin crawl, leaving her feeling like she was nothing more than a creature being tamed.

"Come with me," the guard instructed, turning on his heel and walking off briskly.

Ashley had to pick up her pace to keep up, practically jogging. She was so drained; it was like she had to channel every last bit of adrenaline just to not fall behind.

Finally, she emerged into the open air.

The sight of familiar surroundings brought her a wave of relief, a sense of safety she hadn't felt in a while. "Ashley," the guard relayed, "my boss wants you to know his wife is just for show."

Ashley was taken aback. Why would someone marry her if there was no love involved?

"I understand," she replied, playing along.

The guard went on, "And even though he's set to be the Stewart family's future son-in-law and technically ranks lower, he's never been one to care about ethics or morals."

got the message loud

warning to the Stewart family: don't try to guilt-trip him

she nodded, feeling her heart race

upbeat and catchy, a complete mismatch for his usually brooding demeanor. Hearing the music from afar, Ashley felt a mix

him play such

she'd received,

it. She just wanted to

estate as

next morning, at the Stewart family home, their butler stumbled

her inside and alerted the family. Before long, Ashley's

tears welling in her eyes,

Ashley whispered, barely

juice, and after a few sips, Ashley began to

freely. "Mom," she cried, collapsing into Grace's arms,

what on earth happened? Weren't you at the McCoy place? How did you end up starving? Did they