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, avoiding his

aunt

shut and locked the door, her previous smiling

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

home first

eyes widened in shock. "What? Go back home?

Meridan. This isn't your home, nor is it a hotel Besides, I'm not the matron

tone grew colder. "So, leave soon. Don't

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

need

her voice,

escalating the argument. "Wyatt's

in the family who can take good care of

no

can

to consult on

is this? You're throwing me

you want. You need to leave by

of losing his mind, his narrow eyes turning red. "Aunt Mila, why are you doing this all of a sudden? Why are you kicking me out?!

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