The media had nothing to say and eventually dispersed.
Luke Land gave Asher Land a commendable glance; now his third brother was conducting affairs with growing resolve.
Asher Land hadn't been seated in the office for long when a figure burst in suddenly at the doorway.
Irene Morton stood before him, her displeasure evident on her face.
"Brother Asher, were you with Sister Sophie all night?" Irene's tone seemed accusatory.
Asher Land rubbed his aching temples; he truly did not want to deal with Irene at this moment. However, based on the past four years, even if he did not want to engage, he would restrain his temper and hold back from lashing out at her.
Yet, Irene in the past year had become increasingly brazen, taking his tolerance as her freedom to act recklessly.
"Brother Asher, you can't do this!" Irene's voice was somewhat shrill, "For these four years, I've been the one by your side. You can't just abandon me when things are going well and go after Sister Sophie!"
