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,

aunt

Mila shut and locked the door, her previous smiling

late. What do you want to talk about with me?" Arnold

to return home

eyes widened in shock. "What? Go back home? Why do I have to

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

leave soon. Don't

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

need

her voice,

escalating the argument. "Wyatt's

take good care of him. You

no

can

consult

is this? You're throwing

want. You need

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

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