Even so, Asher continued to kneel and would only massage his knees from time to time when the pain
got
Too severe.
Annie opened the door to the ancestral hall and entered slowly.
Asher paused when he heard the clacking of high heels on the floor behind him, only to continue
writing a few seconds later.
Annie walked up to him and crouched down beside him before asking. “You’re Ms. Harris‘ brother,
aren’t you? Why would she be so cruel to you?”
Asher simply ignored her and continued writing.
“I know that it’s hardly appropriate for an outsider like myself to get involved, but I feel bad for I see you
suffering like this,” Annie added with a sigh, but Asher continued to ignore her.
“I heard Ms. Harris has an illegitimate sister. Could this be about her? Is that why Ms. Harris is taking
her anger out on you, Mr. Asher?” Annie went on.
Asher finally paused and responded by shooting her an icy–cold glare.
Although he had resigned from his positions at the Federal Bureau of Investigation and the Ministry of
Aviation, Asher still maintained his domineering and authoritative aura. A single gaze from him was
enough to make anyone shake in their boots, but Annie pressed on anyway. The fact that Ms. Harris is
doing this to you shows that she doesn’t respect you as her brother. Do you not hate her at all, Mr.
Asher?”
Gwendolyn, who was standing outside the ancestral hall, could hear everything Annie said.
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