The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2099

The sky was clear and blue.

After what felt like an eternity, the luxurious car finally came to a stop outside a private manor.

"We're here," Asher said, leaning over to unfasten Arnold's seatbelt. His strong, muscular frame enveloped Arnold, surrounding him in a cozy warmth, better than any heater.

Arnold blinked in surprise. "Why is it so quiet? Did we come to the wrong place?"

He was an incredibly sharp person, but in front of his lover, his mind would slow down, leaving him utterly smitten and easily swayed.

"No, we're just early. Let's go." Asher got out of the car first, then went around to open the door for Arnold, causing Arnold to chuckle softly.

Arnold squinted his long, narrow eyes at Asher. "Why are you being so attentive, hmm? You know the old saying that when someone is overly attentive without reason, they're either up to no good or plotting something, Mr. Thompson."

Asher took Arnold's hand, pulling him out of the car. With a sudden tug, he drew Arnold close until their bodies were pressed tightly together, as if trying to merge into one.

Arnold's ear. "Calling you a little fox isn't wrong at all, with all the mischievous thoughts running through that

as long as I can remember, I've always been the one getting played in

waist trembled slightly, his heart

people to Meridan to thoroughly investigate everything about Arnold. It was

who seemed so experienced and like a playboy, was actually

lied to by lovers, and

time and again, Arnold would pick himself up and dive wholeheartedly into the next relationship. However, Arnold was a proud and strong-willed individual who cared

care and over time, this facade

Arnold because

unwavering determination and his profound, passionate longing for

desolate. Instead, he had faith that he

Arnold said, lifting his handsome face with a hint of

back a bit, or

listen to you about anything," Asher replied, his dark eyes filled with tenderness and his breath became heavier.