It was only for a moment, but he had let his guard down. Not only that, he had moved so far away from his bodyguards' cars that now they didn't seem to arrive in time, for the man attacking him could kill him in one move.
"M...Mr. Ashle...Why do you do it?" his barely touchy voice seemed to contain great dissatisfaction and hatred.
Klaus smiled.
"Ashle, uh. I'm no Ashle; I'm just a guy looking to have a place in the world. Killing you will give me that place."
"You... You're not an Ashle? Impossible, Miss wouldn't associate with anyone who wasn't!"
Klaus then turned to look the other way. "Jasmine? Hehe, she's not an Ashle either."
His statement startled Johew, who quickly set about denying it. "Impossible, she has the seal...!"
