Carry Your Cross

Liam's POV

I slammed my car door shut, the sound echoing across the circular driveway of the mansion. The meeting with Diane had gone disastrously wrong. Her threats still rang in my ears: "Watch your back, Liam. I'm coming all out on you." The audacity of that woman! After everything I'd done for her, she dared to threaten me.

As I approached the front entrance, Marcus, the new head of security I'd hired after firing the previous one that had been too loyal to Diane, hurried toward me with a worried expression.

"Good evening, Mr. Ashton," he began, his voice measured.

 "What is it?" I snapped, not in the mood for pleasantries.

Marcus cleared his throat, suddenly looking uncomfortable. "I thought you should know, sir... Mrs. Ashton was here earlier today."

I froze mid-step. "What did you just say?" When?

"Mrs. Ashton arrived this morning, sir. She used the security codes to enter the premises."