Zeus

Chapter 7

Summit Literary Agency was in an uproar.

Their hottest female star was going to break with the company for her lover, which was shocking. Rumors began to spread throughout the agency.

Rosalind couldn't be bothered with these whispers, and she pulled Asher away from the Summit Literary Agency building. Just as they were leaving, she ran into Merrick at the entrance.

"Rosalind, please give me another 300 thousand. I swear this is really the last time!" Merrick wept as he grabbed Rosalind's hand, having already gambled away the money she had just given him. With no money to pay his gambling debts, he could only beg her again.

This time, Rosalind refused to help. "Get lost. I already told you last time that I won't give you any more money. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me. Don't come looking for me again!"

She kicked Merrick aside and then drove home with Asher.

"Rosalind, is breaking the contract with the company really okay?" Asher asked remorsefully as he looked at her in the driver's seat. "Did I drag you into this?"

"Asher, what are you talking about? This isn't your fault," Rosalind replied gently. "Owen has been harassing me. Even without today's incident, I didn't want to continue working with him. More importantly, no one is as important to me as you. Understand? I can change talent agencies, but you're my only brother. Promise me you'll never leave me again."

"Okay, I promise," Asher nodded firmly. "Rosalind, isn't the press conference for your movie Whispers of Time the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, I'm a bit worried. I have a feeling Rachel or Owen might try to cause trouble," Rosalind frowned as she said.

The major Hollywood blockbuster Whispers of Time was set to have a large press conference for market promotion before official filming, with various reporters already contacted in advance. But given recent circumstances, this press conference might not go smoothly, which was giving Rosalind a headache.

***

At Celestial Estates, Rosalind had changed into a silk slip dress with thin straps and gracefully approached Asher. Bowing slightly, her soft hair fell across his face. "Asher, are you hungry? Let me make you something to eat."

Asher couldn't help but glance over, and once he looked, he couldn't look away. Her voluptuous chest was right before his eyes, nearly spilling out of her delicate nightgown with each breath. He involuntarily swallowed hard and quickly said, "Rosalind, don't go to too much trouble. Just prepare something simple."

Rosalind smiled softly, brushing her hair from her forehead, and then walked into the kitchen with cartoon slippers. Soon, a sumptuous dinner was laid out before Asher. "Asher, go ahead and eat. I've already had my meal and will go take a shower now."

"Okay!" Asher nodded, eagerly digging into the food.

The bathroom was not far from the dining table, and the door was left open. Soon, thick white steam began to drift out from the bathroom.

Thud!

A loud noise suddenly came from the bathroom, followed by Rosalind's light cry. "Ah!"

Asher immediately put down his sandwich and hurried into the bathroom. "Rosalind, what happened?"

"I slipped, and my leg hurts so much!" Rosalind was completely naked, kneeling beside the bathtub, her full breasts swaying. Seeing Asher enter, she blushed with embarrassment.

At that moment, Asher had no other thoughts. He quickly stepped forward, wanting to check Rosalind's injuries.

"Be careful. The floor is slippery." Rosalind's warning came too late. Asher, walking hastily, lost his footing and fell. In his haste, his outstretched hand inadvertently landed on Rosalind's shapely buttocks, instantly causing waves of motion.

"Hmm." Rosalind couldn't help but let out a soft sound, biting her red lips, her face completely flushed. Asher quickly withdrew his hand, then carefully hooked his arm under Rosalind's knees, and lifted her waist, slowly walking out of the bathroom and placing her on the bed. After checking her injury, Asher asked, "Rosalind, do you have any medicine for external wounds?"

"Yes, it's in the medical kit on the coffee table," Rosalind replied, sitting on the bed and hugging her legs, not daring to look up. Her heart raced as her mind swirled with thoughts about how Asher had just seen her naked and his hand on her buttocks.

Asher quickly found the medical kit and carefully applied the medicine, gently blowing on the wound. "Rosalind, does it still hurt?"

"Much better," Rosalind said, her face burning. She didn't dare look at Asher and just pursed her red lips softly. "Asher, I'm not wearing clothes."

Asher suddenly came to his senses and quickly turned around. "Sorry, Rosalind, I forgot."

"It's okay. Can you bring me my clothes and towel?" Rosalind asked quickly.

After Asher brought the clothes and left, Rosalind touched her burning face, closing her eyes in embarrassment. 'That was so mortifying.'

***

That night, Asher slept soundly. When he woke up the next day, Rosalind had already left the villa. Breakfast was prepared in the dining room, and she had left a love note: [Little rascal, be good and eat the breakfast I made for you.]

Looking at the note, Asher couldn't help but smile warmly, feeling a sense of happiness at being home—a happiness he would never allow anyone to destroy.

As he thought this, a cold light suddenly flashed in Asher's eyes. He took out his phone and dialed a special number.

A respectful, low male voice came from the other end of the line. "Lord, what are your orders?"