Arnold was still immersed in the intense pheromones emanating from his beloved, unable to extricate himself. However, Asher's heart clenched. He forcefully pulled Arnold's hand away, breaking free from his embrace.

Arnold felt a surge of loss within his chest, his limbs stiffening in response.

"Yes, Aunt Mila."

Asher responded calmly, turning and opening the door without hesitation.

Outside, Mila stood with a smile. "I knew it. He must be here. I know you two have a good relationship."

A good relationship.

It was indeed good.

Asher's eyes flickered, but he could only respond with a shallow smile.

"Arnold, come to my room. I have something to discuss with you," Mila said, beckoning to her nephew with a smile.

Arnold's heart pounded.

He cast a deep look at Asher.

man kept his head lowered, avoiding his

his aunt back to

door, her

want to talk about with me?" Arnold feigned a yawn, pretending to be

to return home first thing

shock. "What? Go back home? Why

been staying here ever since you returned from Meridan. This isn't your home, nor is it a hotel Besides, I'm

"So, leave soon. Don't cause trouble for Ash

face flushed with urgency. "But Chairman Thompson is still sick! I'm his attending physician. I need to be here to oversee

don't need you

her voice,

escalating the argument. "Wyatt's

who can take good care of him. You are not the only doctor capable of treating

no

I can bring in

consult on

You're throwing me aside once I'm no longer

want. You need to

losing his mind, his narrow eyes turning red. "Aunt Mila, why are you doing

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