Asher Grabbed Her Wrist

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Asher stepped back and smiled warmly at her. He leaned over slightly and kissed her on the forehead. His eyes stared at her, and his nose twitched violently and suddenly narrowed into a thin line. "Honey, is anyone here?" He frowned at her. Isla shrugged and blinked lazily at him. "A few minutes ago, a lady came here." She stared at him with an unknown gleam in her eyes. Asher's brow deepened, and he sniffed again. He looked around, then turned to her. "Can you describe her appearance to me?" The smile that didn't reach the bottom of his eyes raised the corners of her lips, looking at her with expectation in her eyes. Isla shrugged again, turning away blankly. "Red hair, a body to die for, and grey eyes." After she finished speaking leisurely, she began to walk towards the elevator. Ashe

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