"Asher Quinn and Maynard Quinn… so, Mister Devilsin is right, huh?"
Asher laughed in ridicule, running his fingers through his tousled hair. He leaned forward against the desk, breathing through his mouth at the tightness in his chest. The paper in his hand trembled, crumpling.
Pain dominated Asher's face, unsure of what to feel about this discovery. How could he? All his life… Asher dedicated his entire life to the Quinn Family.
To discover that everything was a lie… that he and the man he called father wasn't his father… just how could Asher face such a thing?
"Hah… haha!" another wave of laughter slipped past his lips and continued until the document fell on the table.
