Chapter 61

Meanwhile.

Asher was playing snooker with several friends at an exclusive gentlemen’s club.

Alexander chalked his cue, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he teased casually: “Well, well, look who’s graced us with his presence. How is it you have time for us tonight, Asher? Not picking up your precious

Thalia from work?”

Since Thalia had started working and moved into her own apartment, Asher had spent every free

moment at her Tribeca flat.

It had been ages since he’d joined them for a get–together.

After the incident at the engagement ceremony and his hospital stay, Asher and Thalia’s relationship had grown even closer. He made time almost daily to pick her up from work.

Asher’s expression remained neutral as he lined up his shot. “She’s having dinner with colleagues

tonight.”

“Left behind, are we?” Alexander laughed dramatically, his expression deliberately provocative.

His tone was mockingly sympathetic. “Has the mighty Asher Blackwood actually been abandoned by a woman? What sort of colleague dinner could possibly be more important than you?”

Asher’s demeanor cooled slightly. He glanced up at Alexander with a frigid gaze. “Abandoned?”

“Hardly,” Asher’s lips curved into a slight smile. “She’ll be coming home after her gathering, won’t she? What about you? Will you be picking up your girlfriend later?”

The remark wasn’t particularly harmful, but it was deeply insulting.

Everyone knew Alexander was perpetually single. What girlfriend was there to speak of?

He ground his teeth in annoyance, turning to William in an attempt to redirect the conversation. “Would you look at him, mocking a chap like that. William, you’re single too–how can you stand for this?”

William cleared his throat. “Actually, I’m seeing someone at the moment.”

“What?” Alexander’s jaw dropped, his mouth hanging open, his cigarette falling. “What did you just say?

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You’re dating someone?”

William nodded.

“You never mentioned it. Which family is she from? The Kensington set? Or perhaps old Westminster money?” Alexander’s curiosity was piqued.

was among London’s elite, while the Westminster lineage had political connections, with their patriarch holding considerable influence

Powells.

dynasty, a genuine member of Britain’s governing class. Alexander naturally assumed he would court someone of equivalent

saw that Kensington girl recently, just back from studying abroad. Absolutely stunning. Tell me, is it her?”

head. “Just an ordinary university

each

reaction was remarkably casual, merely glancing briefly at William. “Will your family approve?”

smoke ring, his tone matter–of–fact. “It’s just a bit of fun, not marriage.

clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “Since when did you start playing around with university girls? Aren’t you worried

to worry about? A couple of designer handbags and some cash.

his chin thoughtfully. “That’s true

their social stratum, unless they chose to be accessible, ordinary people would likely never have a chance

but pointed. “Playing with

“Who’s playing with emotions? We’re

your business, but be careful. Don’t find

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can’t escape.”

“What does she

let us have a

expression cooled. “What for? She’s not part of our

shrugged. “Fair enough.”

nothing more.

still checked his phone regularly, afraid of missing any message from Thalia.

from Thalia, but he did get

in the bedroom

furrowed, his lips stiffening slightly.

Happening to pass by Asher, his sharp eyes caught the message on Asher’s phone, triggering an

was exaggerated to the extreme. “Is it true? HAHAHA!

frigid, his

though his expression remained comically strained as

it in. “What’s

up. “I’m leaving.”

to give William a conspiratorial look: Come on, let’s follow him. This should be rather entertaining.

to better match contemporary British English expressions and incorporate the

At the bar.

few more sips before

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the climax of Blackpinks and Selena Gomez’s “Ice Cream/ her voice dramatically off

entered the bar, covering his ears. “Bloody hell, who’s butchering that

song

Thalia’s voice and remained

the person passionately performing on the small stage was indeed

fetch your flancée

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