The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2264

Asher? Was there something about him that Arnold would not know?

Each word felt like a blooming poppy, dangerous and alluring, drawing Arnold in with an irresistible temptation.

It was because he loved him deeply.

Love, after all, was the one weakness people could easily exploit.

"How long will it take? I need to get back soon to celebrate my man's birthday." Arnold finally gave in, his voice steady but filled with hesitation.

"Not long." The man narrowed his cold eyes, shifted slightly to the side, and, with one hand in his pocket, gestured for Arnold to follow. "We'll take my car. Let's go."

The black car sped through the winter night, cloaked in darkness, as neon lights flickered past in a blur.

In the passenger seat, Arnold held onto the bouquet of white roses, his eyes filled with unease as he stared out the window.

glances at his passenger, whose face, unnervingly attractive for a man, drew

pressed again, still trying to

this man left him with no sense of

he tightened his grip on the steering wheel and responded, "My

questioning, "You know

him

desolate courtyard and came to a stop in front

the neglect and dilapidation, Arnold could see that with proper care, this

a vintage European style, and the moment Arnold laid eyes on it, he felt a strange fondness for

first and politely opened the door for

little, but it was too late

Arnold followed closely behind, curiosity getting the better of him. "What is this

back coldly. "What? Asher never

this house belongs to Asher? Why would he let it fall into

clenched his jaw as he pushed open the heavy doors of the villa. "Because something happened here.