Chapter 184

A week after the Russian events, Asher returned to London.

The late April breeze carried warmth through the city streets.

Asher wore a black shirt and trousers that accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist. His handsome features carried a hint of cool detachment, his eyes as deep as a dark ocean.

The moment he saw Thalia, however, the detachment in his eyes dissolved completely, replaced by tender affection.

When Thalia spotted Asher, she assumed he was making his regular “inspection” visit to the firm and greeted him casually: “Good morning, Mr. Blackwood.”

Asher’s gaze briefly swept over an unfamiliar face in the office before returning to Thalia, offering her a box. “Lia,

have a look.”

The new face was Thalia’s personal bodyguard, an American–Chinese woman named Alana Wei, arranged by

Randolph.

Alana wore her hair cropped at ear–length, and her sun–kissed skin gave her a wild, healthy appearance. Standing at 5’11“, she had a medium build that was neither fat nor thin–just solid muscle. Her very presence exuded security.

Thalia had arranged for Alana to work at the firm as her personal assistant, handling non–legal tasks. Her salary as a bodyguard was two million dollars a month, paid directly from Randolph’s account.

Alana had started working at the firm five days ago. Not only was she working there, but she had also moved in with Thalia. For the past few days, Alana had shadowed Thalia everywhere, living and dining with her.

Thalia glanced at the box in Asher’s hand. “What is it?”

“A gift for you.”

Thalia returned her gaze to her computer screen, continuing to type, her expression impassive. “No, thank you.”

“You’re refusing without even looking?”

Asher walked to Thalia’s desk, opened the box, and took out a beautiful silk scarf.

Thalia couldn’t help but look twice–she had to admit that Asher had excellent taste. She genuinely liked the scarf.

Asher, perceptive as ever, caught the flash of appreciation in her eyes. His lips curved into a slight smile. “I noticed this brand of scarves is quite popular with women. It’s a local Russian brand, only available in Moscow. Many women bring one back as a souvenir when they visit. The moment I saw this scarf, I knew you’d like it.”

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seems remarkably well–informed about women’s preferences.”

replied without thinking “Taurine recommended it to

Thalla said coolly. “It is beautiful, but I won’t accept it. Perhaps

Laurina instead?

suddenly smiled, the ice in his eyes melting instantly. His gaze, bright as glass and filled with mirth, fixed on

Jealous, are you?”

voice carried unmistakable amusement, which

she lowered

and enduring, his voice pleasantly patient as he explained: “Laurina’s grandfather and my grandmother are siblings.

gave a cold snort. “No, thank you. I’m not interested. It’s

bore a gentle smile as he tried to soothe her.

scarf back in the box and set it gently on Thalia’s desk. “Please

Asher departed.

white box remained on

gaze drifted to the box. She paused for a few

at a restaurant with Lucy Jenkins, Katie, and Alana.

time she saw Alana, Katie couldn’t help but exclaim: “You’re so cool! Seriously, you’re incredible–you’d be an absolute heartthrob in the lesbian community! With

at Katie with mock horror. “Katie, if you keep this up, I’m going to start questioning your

stoic expression. Hearing Katie’s compliments, she responded impassively: “I have no interest in women. Even less in men.”

Katie blurted out.

No

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say whatever comes to mind, don’t you? Aren’t you afraid

“She’s the one who

“I only fight people who threaten

“But seriously, Alana is genuinely more handsome

smiled. “I agree completely.”

remained unchanged.

now we

worry, Katie, we’re still young. There’s no rush.”

with a smile. “Something’s going on between you

lowering her

Mark dating?” Thalia looked at her in surprise. “When did this happen?

her head down, speaking bashfully: “No, not really… he’s been pursuing me

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