"How was it?"
On the outside of the rubbles, slightly rising, Asher raised his head, looking at the heiress he was trying to impress.
"….."
Taylor watched the scene with her cold eyes without responding. Though inwardly, she was feeling satisfied.
As Asher awaited Taylor's response, a slight tension crept into his demeanor, his eagerness to please her mingling with uncertainty. Did she find his efforts lacking? Was there something she disliked about his actions?
Taylor observed Asher's subtle shift in posture, her cold eyes betraying no emotion outwardly. However, inwardly, she felt a sense of satisfaction. "This guy is not bad," she thought to herself, impressed by Asher's usefulness and his ability to assert their dominance over others like Astron.
'But, he is a bit of a chicken, and this is a lot better.'
