I Became A Zompirewolf

Chapter 143 – Investments (4)

The man had not expected to get humiliated like this, considering how he quietly stood there without speaking a word. It was probably because he was taken aback by Ashton's sudden outburst, or so Ashton thought.

But once he turned around to leave, the man pounced at him with his half-assed transformation into a werewolf. Ashton did not know why the man was getting so aggressive on him, but he frankly had, had enough of him and responded in kind. 

As soon as the man got within the range, Ashton jumped over the man, grabbed him by his legs and started swinging him around as if he was playing with a human-sized doll before once again throwing him out. 

"Stay down like the dog you are," Ashton warned the man, but he was none of it and tried getting up again, "You just can't fcking read the room, can you?"

The once again lunged at Ashton but was swiftly kicked back before he could even arrive at the doorstep. However, Ashton wasn't the one to do so. It was one of the guards that Jonathan had appointed to protect the property and Ashton. 

"You all surely took your time to get here." Ashton shook his head and began walking back inside, hopefully for the last time. 

But he was yet again interrupted. This time by the guard who had kicked the man.

"What do you want us to do with him, sir?" The blonde soldier asked in the politest of voice.

"Do what you want, I couldn't care less about him. But he should be able to tell the mistress what I told him."

"You're gonna regret ever laying hands on me, you filthy mutt!" The man roared in fury as we got dragged away. 

"Yeah yeah sure… why not. If I'm a mutt then what are you? A pussy?" Ashton waved him off and finally got some peace. 

"You seem to have gotten stronger, master." Duncan respectfully bowed to him.

Daniella wanted to follow in her husband's footsteps but her overgrown belly prevented it from happening. Yet she kept trying to bow lower and lower as she did not want to anger Ashton. After all, she still remembers what he did to Duncan in a fit of rage. 

"You don't need to do that. It wouldn't be good for your baby." Ashton shrugged his shoulders, "What are you people doing here anyways… wait, no need to answer that. I guess I already know. She sent you to spy on me, didn't she."

Duncan hesitantly nodded his head before replying, "B-But I assure you we have no intentions of following her wishes. After all, you're the only master we serve."

"I know, I know. There should be plenty of room for the two of you here. Make yourselves comfortable and feel free to treat it as your own house. I'll be skipping dinner so don't bother coming near my room. That's all."

"As you wish, master. We're just a call away in case you need anything."

Ashton nodded and went upstairs but there was a slight problem…

"Does anyone know where my room is…?"

***

Once inside his lavish room, Ashton quickly made a call to Master Baiter as it was the only way Ashton would have been able to contact him. 

"Hello?" A strong masculine voice echoed from the other side. 

"Baiter?"

There was a moment of silence followed by a series of short but loud noises. A couple of moments later Ashton heard the voice again. 

"Yeah, it's me. Who am I speaking to?"

"It's me, Vince. Just wanted to check in on you."

"It's you! I was meaning to call you as well. But I didn't have your contact info so… haha."

'If you're gonna lie then at least try to sound genuine…' Ashton shook his head before continuing the conversation, "I hope you have dealt with whatever you needed the money for?"

"Yeah, my wife is alright thanks to your generosity. And don't worry about the money. I'll return them back as soon as I-"

Baiter might have wanted to talk some more but Ashton couldn't be less interested in getting his money. He was only interested in getting the creationist on his side. Or at least his abilities. 

"No need, it was the money you deserved. But I was hoping you'd be kind enough to do me a favour while making more money." Ashton then put forth his conditions.

Once he was done, Master Baiter got silent, but Ashton knew he was considering his offer of fighting alongside him. It had barely been a minute but to Ashton, it seemed like hours. 

"I'm afraid I'll have to decline the offer." Baiter mumbled softly, "Don't get me wrong. Normally I would have jumped at the opportunity but I need to take care of my wife. She needs to be taken care of twenty-four hours a day, which I won't be able to do if I'm busy fighting night creatures."

"Is that all?" 

"What?"

"I asked is that it?" Ashton reiterated his words, "Because if it is, then you don't have to worry about it. I have slav- I mean servants who can take care of her. Also, the hospitals in the capital are much better so your wife would be able to get better treatment as well."

"When you put it like that… fine. I don't see a reason to refuse." Baiter laughed, "So when do you want me there, boss?"

"In a couple of days?"

"Alright see you there and since again, thank you, Vince."

"Ashton. That's my real name."

"That's a pretty high-class name you got there, You can call me Baiter… because as weird as it sounds that's my real name."

After exchanging a few more words Ashton disconnected the call. Finally, all of his investments were in place. The team he had been wanting to make out of nobodies was finally coming together. Even though there was room for a couple of more members, for now, Ashton was content with all that he had. 

'Now then, shall we have a taste of Seven's blood?' Ashton thought, 'But before that, I gotta sweep this room. Jonathan is a cautious man.. It wouldn't surprise me if he had placed some surveillance devices here.'