chapter 9

Asher seethed with an uncontrollable rage, grappling with the unrelenting question of how this lone woman had managed to unearth his deepest, darkest secrets. It was as if she had delved into his past life, a realm he had striven to conceal, leaving him perplexed and incensed. His irate gaze shifted towards Adina, who stood as though bracing for a tempest of colossal proportions. The enigma lingered in the air - why had he become ensnared in this web of intrigue? Asher couldn't quite fathom the answer, trapped in a bewildering cycle of shadowing a complete stranger, a role unbefitting his stature. Typically, such nuisances were delegated to subordinates; he never deigned to handle them personally. The exasperating part was that he didn't even comprehend his own motives, as he pursued this stranger who neither coveted his wealth nor his presence. Questions buzzed in his mind, shrouded in a fog of uncertainty, as he navigated the labyrinth of his vexation.

"Will you persist in your gaz