Asher spoke indifferently, his voice icy cold, "How am I supposed to know we agreed on anything?"
Aria's smile froze.
"Haven't we agreed?" She was puzzled, not understanding Asher's intentions.
Asher regarded Aria with a faint, chilling smile. "Now, it's my turn to speak. Your eyes, though not particularly pretty, are somewhat useful. However, I dislike you staring at me incessantly."
His previously cold tone turned ominous, causing Aria to instinctively step back.
Then, the asher continued, "If you stare at me again, it'd be a pity if something happen to those beautiful eyes of yours…"
Aria stumbled in fear at his menacing threat.
Briefly, she remembered they were at the Snow family's doorstep, and Asher wouldn't dare do anything here. Nonetheless, she was terrified to the core.
"I-I... I won't look at you again," she stammered, sensing a radical shift in his aura despite his unchanged appearance.
Asher chuckled at her reaction.
"Hmph! That's not important. What matters most is that you don't provoke Melanie anymore, understand?"
Aria looked up in shock.
Why bring up Melanie again?
Her gaze accidentally met Asher's, sending chills down her spine.
His eyes were dark like abysses, something she had never witnessed before.
Within them, she saw murderous intent and boundless malice.
Aria hastily nodded, "I won't provoke, won't provoke…"
At this moment, she couldn't even muster the strength to retreat, feeling as if she was nailed in place, her blood running cold.
Time seemed to stretch.
Eventually, a maid emerged from the Snow family house and, noticing Aria, called out to her.
Aria, in a daze, returned to her room and, with trembling hands, shut the door. She curled up, trembling.
Too terrifying!
Asher was too terrifying!
In just a few days, he had transformed into a devil!
Clutching herself tightly, Aria gradually regained warmth.
Leaning against the door, she slumped to the floor, meticulously replaying her conversation with Asher.
He said she couldn't stare at him again. If she did, what would happen to her eyes...?
Aria dared not imagine.
She knew Asher wasn't joking.
At that moment, she didn't doubt he could kill her.
And he said that wasn't important.
What mattered was that she couldn't provoke Melanie.
Aria, "..." Why?
Why was he so harsh to her but gentle to Melanie?
After a while, Aria still couldn't shake off the encounter.
She finally dialed Ethan's number, seeking solace.
Ethan patiently comforted her, which lifted her spirits a little.
Ethan, as the Grant family's illegitimate child, could secure his place in the family and even vie for the company's inheritance if he achieved success outside.
Compared to Asher, who stood alone, how could he rival the entire Grant family?
Aria, convinced of her reasoning, felt more urgent to assist Ethan. Once successful, she could leave the Snow family sooner, avoiding Asher and Melanie.
Yet, despite her efforts to convince herself otherwise, she couldn't shake the feeling that Asher and Melanie shouldn't be together!
Melanie wasn't worthy of Asher!
