His Dangerous Love

Chapter 62 Are You and Anna Still Happy Together?

Chapter 62 Are You and Anna Still Happy Together?

As soon as the car was parked, Asher hurriedly stepped out with an anxious face.

The security guard walked over and asked, "Good evening, Mr. Asher. Would you like your car washed?"

Hearing Asher's name, Elianna found it hard to put her feelings into words.

All she could do was hold her breath and hope Asher would leave quickly.

Pointing at the car where Elianna was hiding, Asher looked surprised and asked, "Is Jeff here?"

"Yes, Mr. Larsen just went inside."

Hearing this, Asher was even more panicked.

Just half an hour ago, he had received a phone call from Grandpa, and he was asked to go back to the Larsen's mansion immediately.

That alone had made him uneasy, and now he knew that Jefferson was here as well.

When he rushed to the main house, there was only silence in the room.

Jefferson was sipping coffee with his legs crossed.

Brice was holding a string of wooden beads in his hand, with a grim face.

Asher cautiously greeted, "Grandpa, Jeff." This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

"Asher, you're back."

Brice said indifferently.

"Yes, Grandpa, did you want to see me?"

Brice glanced at Jefferson and said to Asher, "Asher, you've been working in the company for a while now, and you recently got married. You're at an age when you can shoulder more responsibilities. I intend to have you work for Jefferson and learn more business skills from him. It will benefit your future development."

"What?"

Asher felt helpless. Working for Jefferson?

Setting aside whether he could learn any skills, the real question was whether he'd manage to survive this!

He was apprehensive but dared not refuse. He said with a forced smile, "I still have some pending work at my company. Could I finish that up before..."

Brice shot him a piercing look, and Asher promptly shut up.

"Jeff has been busy with the bid for the property in Medfolk recently. You graduated from a prestigious university, and you can help Jeff with that now."

Under Brice's gaze, Asher felt the pressure mounting and didn't dare to decline. He could only agree.

"Yes, Grandpa."

"Alright, is that all? I'll be on my way now."

Jefferson stood up.

Brice was clearly irritated and asked, "It's so late. Where are you going?"

"Fooling around with women, of course."

Jefferson replied nonchalantly, and seeing the disapproving look on Brice's face, he even chuckled.

"Oh, I forgot, at your age, you probably can't enjoy those pleasures anymore. It's perfectly understandable if you don't quite get it."

"You!"

"Get out! Get the hell out!"

Jefferson laughed as he walked toward the door.

Asher hurriedly gave a bow before backing away.

But before he could walk far, he saw Jefferson waiting for him on the porch.

Asher's body stiffened up, and he called out, "Jeff."

Jefferson was smoking a cigarette as he spoke, "You drove here, didn't you?" He squinted while lighting the cig and held it between his fingers. "Let's go together."

Asher didn't dare to refuse and followed closely behind Jefferson while walking every step carefully.

Lately, he had heard that Brice wanted Jefferson to hand over the land in Medfolk to the Larsen family, while Jefferson turned it down.

Asking him to help Jefferson at this crucial moment clearly indicated something fishy.

Just as Asher was grappling with his thoughts, Jefferson spoke unexpectedly.

"How's your life after marriage? Are you and Anna still happy together?"

Asher was taken aback, for he didn't expect Jefferson to engage in casual talks with him and ask about such personal matters.

He mumbled, "Well, we are good."

He hardly ever went home, so how could they be a loving couple?

He thought the conversation would end there, but Jefferson surprisingly inquired further about this with great interest.

"They say women from the Gentry family are really sweet. Tell me, what sets Anna apart from other women?"

"Well, she's just... ordinary, nothing special."

"I see."

Jefferson had a meaningful smile on his face.

As they reached the parking lot, Jefferson's smile grew even wider when he saw their two cars parked side by side.