- Asher’s Pov
As the clock ticks, I realize I'm running alarmingly late for a crucial meeting. The urgency of the situation is compounded by my struggle to locate any of my car keys amidst a collection that exceeds four vehicles.
"Where the heck are my car keys?" The words spilled out, frustration colouring the air.
With urgency driving me, I called out to my butler, knowing full well that my room was distant from his usual station. The plea went unanswered. In a bid to bridge the gap, I sprinted to the landline, fingers hastily punching in the number to summon him. Soon, his voice crackled over the line, and I urgently requested his presence in my room.
Minutes stretched like taut rubber bands before his arrival, a hint of anxiety in his voice as he echoed, "You called for me, sir!"
