Billionaire ex wife

Chapter 10

Ashley's expression was a mix of anger and disappointment as he looked at his sister. "Sophie, how could you be so reckless?"

Sophie's tears flowed freely as she pleaded for understanding. "I was just trying to protect you, Ashley. I didn't think Rachel would take it this far."

Samantha intervened, her voice firm but calm. "We need to focus on what to do next. Sophie, you need to cooperate with the police and tell them everything you know about Rachel's plans."

Sophie nodded, sniffling. "I'll do whatever it takes to make it right."

Ashley stood up, his expression resolute. "I'm going to talk to the police. We need to get this sorted out."

As Ashley left the room, Samantha turned to Sophie. "This is a tough lesson for you, Sophie. But we need to know we can trust you."

Sophie's eyes dropped, shame written all over her face. "I know. I'll do whatever it takes to regain your trust."

Just then, Ashley returned with a police officer. "Sophie, the officer here needs to take your statement."

Sophie nodded, composing herself as the officer began to ask her questions.

As they waited, Samantha's phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen, and her eyes widened.

"It's Rachel," she whispered to Ashley.

Ashley's expression turned grim. "What does she want now?"

Samantha's voice was low. "She says she'll give us the evidence we need to clear everything up, but we have to meet her alone."

The room fell silent, the tension palpable.The figure stepped forward, the gun trained on Ashley and Samantha. The police, who had been hiding, moved in to surround the figure, but they were too late.

"Don't move," the figure said, their voice low and menacing. "I just want to have a little chat with Ashley and Samantha."

Ashley's eyes narrowed, his expression cold. "Who are you?"

The figure laughed, a low, throaty sound. "You don't recognize me, Ashley? I'm hurt."

Samantha gasped as the figure stepped closer, the gun still trained on them. "You're...you're Rachel's mother."

Rachel's mother smiled, a cold, calculating smile. "That's right, Samantha. And I'm here to make sure Rachel didn't go down alone."

The police moved in, trying to surround Rachel's mother, but she was too quick. She grabbed Samantha, holding the gun to her head.

"Don't come any closer," she screamed, her voice hysterical. "I'll do it, I'll kill her!"

Ashley's eyes locked onto Rachel's mother, his expression desperate. "Please, don't hurt her. We'll do whatever you want."

Rachel's mother laughed, a wild, crazy sound. "You'll do whatever I want? That's rich, Ashley. You think you can just wry smile and charm your way out of this?"

The situation was spiraling out of control, with Rachel's mother becoming increasingly unstable. Ashley's eyes remained locked on Rachel's mother, his expression calm and determined. "Let Samantha go, ma'am. She's not involved in this."

Rachel's mother sneered at him, her grip on Samantha tightening. "You're trying to play hero, Ashley? Save the day? Newsflash: you're not the hero here. You're the one who destroyed my daughter."

The gun pressed harder against Samantha's temple, and she whimpering in pain. Ashley's eyes flashed with anger, but he kept his cool.

"Ma'am, please," he said, his voice steady. "Don't do this. You don't want to hurt anyone else."

Rachel's mother laughed maniacally, her eyes wild. "You think I care about hurting people? I've lost everything because of you, Ashley. My daughter's going to prison, and it's all your fault."

The police were getting restless, their fingers twitching on their triggers. Ashley knew he had to act fast.

"Samantha, can you move?" he whispered, his eyes locked on hers.

Samantha nodded almost imperceptibly, her eyes darting to the side.

Ashley gave a slight nod, and in a split second, Samantha stomped on Rachel's mother's foot and elbowed her in the stomach. The gun went off, but it was too late.

The police moved in, disarming Rachel's mother and taking her down. Ashley rushed to Samantha, embracing her tightly.

"It's over," he whispered, relief washing over him. "It's finally over."

As the police led Rachel's mother away, Ashley turned to Samantha. "Are you okay?"

Samantha nodded, still shaking. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks to you."

Ashley smiled, holding her close. "Anytime, baby."

But as they turned to leave, Ashley's eyes narrowed. Something didn't feel right. They weren't out of the woods yet...Ashley's instincts were on high alert as he scanned their surroundings. They were walking out of the abandoned warehouse, surrounded by police and security. What could be wrong?

Samantha noticed his tension and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Ashley's eyes continued scanning. "I don't know. Just a gut feeling."

As they stepped into the bright sunlight, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was a young woman, her eyes fixed intently on Ashley.

"Who's that?" Samantha asked, her voice barely audible.

Ashley's expression turned grim. "That's Rachel's sister, Emily."

Emily approached them, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. "Ashley, please," she said, her voice shaking. "Tell the police to let my mom go. She's not well."

Ashley's expression softened slightly, but he remained firm. "Emily, I'm sorry, but your mom's involved in some serious crimes. She'll get the help she needs, but she has to face justice."

Emily's face crumbled, and she began to sob. Samantha instinctively moved to comfort her, but Ashley held her back.

"Emily, I know you're hurting," he said gently. "But your mom's actions have consequences. We'll make sure she gets the help she needs."

As Emily was led away by the police, Ashley turned to Samantha. "Let's get you home. You're safe now."

But just as they turned to leave, a car screeched to a halt beside them. A man jumped out, a camera in his hand.

"Wait!" he shouted. "Ashley, Samantha! Is it true Rachel's been arrested?"

The paparazzo snapped photos, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Ashley shielded Samantha, his expression cold.

"Not now," he growled, pushing the camera away.

The police moved in, escorting them to safety. But Ashley knew this was far from over. The media would have a field day with this story, and their lives would be scrutinized once again.

As they drove away, Samantha turned to Ashley. "Is it really over this time?"

Ashley's eyes locked onto hers. "I hope so, baby. I really hope so."