Asher bid his family goodbye before heading to his car, where Lena was already waiting by the passenger side, squinting as she scanned the porch.

A few feet away, Matteo observed her with a mixture of confusion and amusement.

"I'll be driving myself today. You can stop by my workplace later," Asher told Matteo as he approached.

"But sir-"

"Don't make me repeat myself." Asher's patience was wearing thin.

Dealing with Lena was exhausting enough, and the last thing he needed was to feel coddled like a child.

Yes, his wealth made him a target, which was why his father insisted on constant bodyguard surveillance. But Asher was no stranger...