Chapter 832

Initially, Arnold was reluctant to open the door. But the person outside was knocking persistently and patiently, never stopping. Annoyed, Arnold sprang up from the bed, walked to the door with an angry expression, and yanked the door open. “What’s the matter? You’re so noisy!” To his surprise, Asher stood at the door in a suit and leather shoes, greeting him with a gentle smile. “Mr. Larson, did you sleep well last night?” “It’s alright, just a little lonely. After all, there is no one to cuddle with in bed.” Arnold’s words were all self-indulgent, venting his anger at being kidnapped. “Can I come in?” Asher asked. Arnold pursed his lips and stepped aside, allowing him to enter. They walked to the living room, just outside the bedroom. Arnold was already treating the place as his own home, sprawling on the sofa. His fair legs crossed and rested on the coffee table. He glanced toward Asher, who was sitting upright. “What’s so urgent that you’re here so early in the morning, cous