The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Arnold recognized Asher's towering figure.

All the blood in Arnold's body gathered in his trembling heart. He gripped the balcony rail tightly, continuously leaning out as far as he could, wishing to jump down.

That outstanding figure, attracting his heart immediately, could not be anyone other than Asher!

"Asher... Asher! Asher!"

Arnold screamed with all his might.

Unfortunately, they were too far apart.

A strong wind picked up, and it was already hard for Arnold to breathe, being severely injured. His weak voice was scattered by the wind the moment it left his lips, leaving no chance to reach Asher. "Asher! Are you deaf?! Look back... Look back! I'm right behind you..."

When he shouted the last few words, they were hoarse and broken, barely audible.

Arnold could only watch as Asher got into his black sports car, started the engine, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

wait for me a

his body, Arnold slumped down on the floor, panting heavily, tears falling down his face. "Asher...

at night

to Old Master

Old Master Larson was

and he's renowned in Meridan's neurosurgery field! Even I've heard of his achievements. You must have heard

Dad, Arnold broke the family rules with his recent actions and disregarded the Larson family's image, which was outrageous. If don't punish him heavily, there's no guarantee he won't do something ridiculous in the

use other methods to punish him. There's no need to hurt his

Larson's tone was

research center, and hospitals and thriving in the business field. Currently, the only person who could really inherit my legacy is

"But, Dad..."

know why you're so hard