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.

kept his head lowered,

followed his aunt back

door, her previous smiling eyes

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

home first thing

widened in shock. "What? Go back

ever since you returned from Meridan. This isn't your home, nor is it a hotel Besides, I'm not the matron of the house.

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

Chairman Thompson is still sick! I'm his attending physician. I need

don't need

her voice,

escalating the argument. "Wyatt's

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

no

can

to consult on Wyatt's

it! What is this? You're throwing me aside once I'm

what you want. You need to

turning red. "Aunt Mila, why are you doing this all

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