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.

man driving cast occasional sidelong glances at his passenger, whose face, unnervingly attractive for a man, drew

Arnold pressed again,

left him with no sense of

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

name silently to himself, then continued questioning, "You

him again

later, the black car pulled into a desolate courtyard and came to a stop

Arnold could see that with proper care, this house

and the moment Arnold laid eyes on it, he felt

out first and politely opened the door for

decision a little, but it was too

ahead, while Arnold followed closely behind, curiosity getting

briefly and glanced back coldly. "What?

this house belongs to Asher? Why would he let it

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