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.

his passenger, whose

pressed again,

this man left him with no sense

shifted away from Arnold's face as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel and

himself, then continued questioning, "You know Asher? How do you know

did not look at him again and

black car pulled into a desolate courtyard and came to a stop

see that with proper care, this house would have a

laid eyes on it,

and politely opened

a little, but it was too late to

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

coldly. "What? Asher never told you he

widened in shock. "You're saying that this house belongs to Asher?

the villa. "Because something happened here.