Chapter 564 We Can Help You
- Instead of entering the ancestral hall and confronting them directly, Gwendolyn remained standing outside the door and observing the situation.
- As Asher had kept his head low, the dim lighting from the candles around him helped obscure the conflicted look in his eyes.
- He then placed the pen down, rubbed his aching wrist, and asked without looking up, “Hate her? Why is that?”