Chapter 424: Just Bury Me Already

His guards barely had time to step aside as he stormed through the corridors. In his haste, he did not even notice a figure sitting quietly in the living room, who watched him with wide eyes, mouth slightly open in surprise.

By the time Arthur reached the entrance hall, he finally caught himself.

Wait… why am I running?

Realizing how out of character he looked, he slowed down immediately, adjusting his pace and posture with practiced ease. By the time he stepped out the door, he wore his usual calm and cold expression, like he had just wandered over by coincidence.

“Carl. You’re here,” Arthur said smoothly, his voice steady.

Carl, however, narrowed his eyes and instinctively took a small step back.

Something was… off.

Since when did Arthur ever greet guests at the door? He had been known to ignore even close friends unless they barged in with urgent business.

But now, here he was, personally waiting at the entrance… and his clothes looked slightly rumpled, like he hadn’t even paused to get ready properly.

Carl raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

“Since when do you welcome people at the door, Arthur?” he asked casually, a hint of amusement and suspicion in his tone.

Arthur coughed lightly and looked away. “I just happened to be passing by.”

Carl didn’t respond, he only smiled faintly, and his gaze shifted briefly to Nnenna.

Interesting.

Some strands of Arthur’s usually tidy hair were out of place, just slightly, but enough to betray the fact that he had rushed. His shoulders looked a little tense, his eyes faintly tired.

and just like Somto once noted, Carl wasn’t one to miss the small signs. Arthur still hadn’t found

called out with a strange seriousness in his voice. He stepped a little closer, his tone shifting to something quieter, more personal. “I’m going to ask you something, and

blinked, staring at

this guy

really okay? Are you having trouble sleeping lately? Nightmares?

at him. The urge to smack his best friend

“I recently added psychiatry to my specialties. I’m serious. If something’s bothering you, mentally or emotionally, maybe

on his own

me? Psychiatry? Oh, this guy

who needs therapy,” he muttered. “In fact, your entire

paused

even have a

He winced internally.

was a low blow… even

way worse, was that Carl was saying all this in front

his

already dangerously close to uncaring in her eyes, was now being dragged through the mud. In public. In

is she

she think he was emotionally unstable?

resisted the urge to groan

Just bury me already.

out again,

He hurried off like someone fleeing a crime

blinked. “That’s strange… Arthur’s not usually like this. He’s always more calculated,” he

probably annoyed him

comment hang in the air and stepped into the

flicker of a screen caught her attention. Sitting comfortably in the living room, with a bowl of popcorn in her lap, was Ava,

tilted her head slightly. “Hello, sister Ava,” she greeted with a half

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