But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt it was inappropriate. Was she really using that tone to speak to Asher Land right in front of Wyatt Sterling?
"Both of my eyes saw it." Asher Land pointed to his own eyes, "So don’t even think about denying it."
Who exactly is the troublemaker here!
To Wyatt Sterling, the bickering between Sophie Smith and Asher Land seemed like a sweet exchange. Everyone in their circle knew that Asher Land had countless women around him, yet Sophie had stayed by his side for so long, and now he seemed to treat her like a cherished treasure.
It appeared that Sophie Smith was indeed an extraordinary woman, managing to hold Asher Land’s heart for such a long time.
"You guys continue chatting. Excuse me." Wyatt Sterling said calmly.
Once Wyatt Sterling had walked away, Sophie finally snapped back to reality.
"Feeling disappointed?" Asher Land taunted sarcastically.
"No." Sophie replied coldly.
At this moment, Asher Land was simply a jar of jealousy. Edward Harrison and Wyatt Sterling were just her friends, but why did it seem in his eyes like she had some kind of unspeakable relationship with them?
On second thought, maybe this was just Asher Land’s personality. How could someone like him be jealous for her? He just couldn’t stand his things being touched by others.
"The dinner isn’t over yet!"
"Better to leave early than for you to ’attract more bees and butterflies’ here."
Sophie was speechless. Who exactly was the one better at attracting bees and butterflies?
Asher Land took her back to the hillside villa where they had been before. Nanny Garcia warmly came out to greet them. She had a favorable impression of Sophie.
"Miss Smith, what kind of food do you like? I’ll have the kitchen prepare it."
"Sweet and sour ribs, braised pork with potatoes." Asher Land unexpectedly replied.
"Huh?" Nanny Garcia was confused, "Miss Smith, is what the young master said true?"
Sophie looked at Asher Land in puzzlement. The last time they ate together at a small street restaurant, she ordered those dishes. She hadn’t expected him to remember her tastes; this side of Asher seemed different from usual.
Sophie nodded, and Nanny Garcia was surprised that the young master had been so attentive, even remembering Sophie’s preferences.
"Are there any women’s clothes here?" Sophie felt a bit uncomfortable in her tight-fitting dress and wanted to change into something casual. She thought that since Asher would likely bring women home, it wouldn’t be surprising if there were women’s clothes here.
"Why would there be?" Asher Land didn’t know what Sophie was thinking; indeed, there were no women’s clothes at his place.
"Then I’ll borrow some from the maids. This dress is quite uncomfortable."
So she was asking if there were clothes for this reason. He nodded thoughtfully.
"I think there are some in my room."
As expected, for a man like him who often had women around, there would surely be women’s clothes at home.
Sophie headed straight to his room upstairs. Asher Land’s lips curled into a satisfied, mischievous smile, and he followed her up the stairs.
In the room, Sophie rummaged through everything — the bed, the bathroom, she searched everywhere but still couldn’t find anything. Asher was messing with her again.
Just as she was about to leave the room, Asher suddenly appeared, his tall, sturdy figure blocking the doorway.
"Where are the clothes? I couldn’t find them."
"Oh." Asher leaned against the doorframe, wearing an innocent smile, "If you couldn’t find them, then just forget about it."