The CEO’s Pet Cat

“I’ll let Dean go back in when you’ve gotten your health back in order, I’m sure you’ll recover faster with her by your side.” The corners of Asher’s lips remained slightly curled in a bewitching smile.

Eyes that were trying not to be confused by his smile, still looking at him calmly, her small hands secretly clutching the thin blanket, she agreed detachedly, “Yes, I will recover my body as soon as possible.”

Seeing her so well behaved, an unspoken emotion flooded the bottom of Asher’s eyes as he stood up and said lightly, “Very well, remember, be good and obedient so that those around you are not implicated.”

After saying that, Asher turned to the two subordinates and ordered, “Put her in the attic, no one is to treat her harshly without my orders, got it?”

Unable to bear the sight of Dean looking at her, Mia quickly turned her head back to avoid her pitying gaze .

A deep hatred and disgust welled up in the bottom of Mia’s eyes at the sight of Asher’s slender back.

“Take back that obnoxious stare of yours, because it only makes me want to punish you even more.” As if he could see her, Master Jun’s icy voice rang out again.

With a shock in her heart, Mia looked at Asher’s back in surprise, the nails of one small hand already sunk into her palm.

This man, he’s just awful!

“I’ll have the butler send over some food.” Asher walked out of the room without a backward glance.

Mia was left alone in the room, and the moment the door closed, her soft, delicate body instantly fell back against the bed, slowly closing her eyes and loosening her grip on the bed’s surface.

God knows how much strength the frail woman had to use just now to keep from falling over in front of Master Jun out.

Just as he exited the room, Asher saw Claude standing outside the door.

Still with a cynical smile, the only thing that surprised Asher was that Claude was looking at him with a superior look, a look that seemed to have it all figured out that made Asher very uncomfortable.

To make him even more uncomfortable, Claude came up to him and patted him meaningfully on the shoulder, “Buddy, I have to warn you, hold yourself together!”

He had seen exactly what had happened in the room just now, including Asher’s tiny facial expressions.

Asher had always been blasé about this shadowy best friend and knew that the best way to eliminate his curiosity was to ignore him.

Avoiding his arm from himself unobtrusively, Asher flicked the spot he’d touched, and without looking at him, crossed over and walked straight down the stairs.

“Asher, with that attitude, I’ll take that as your default!” Seeing no response to his gossip, Claude said after him undeterred.

Asher said without looking back, “If you don’t want to be rushed, then be a good boy and get the hell out of my way!”

He hadn’t even solved his own problems, he was being pushed to marry by the Xiang family all day long, he had no choice but to come and hide from him, and now he had the audacity to pry into his feelings!

“Fine, fine, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’m scared of you okay?” Muttering under his breath, Claude had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

He had a feeling that the relationship between Asher and this woman must not be that simple.

The next morning.

In the dining room of the villa, Asher and Mia both sit facing each other.

Asher ate while looking at Mia who was taking small bites of her meal, the atmosphere between the two was quiet and odd, making it feel unusually dull.

Mia ignored his burning gaze and just looked down and ate her meal to herself, her calm face giving off an unspoken uneasiness.

Harsh eyes swept over her face, Asher’s ugly face eased considerably when he saw the growing redness, gracefully sipping his cup of coffee without taking his eyes off of Mia.

It seemed that the woman had really behaved herself a lot these days, and all the flesh that should have grown on her body had grown out, which showed that he had made the right decision in leaving the orphanage director behind in the first place.

Mia put the last grain of rice in her mouth and put down the bowl in her hands, looking calmly at the man across from her.

Asher remained elegantly sipping his coffee, a pair of dark eyes responding to her gaze as he asked lightly, “What’s the point?”

Mia opened her little mouth, let out a deep breath, and asked the words that had been bottled up inside her for so long, “Can you put Dean back?”

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Asher’s twin eyebrows quirked, a shadow flooding his eyes, his dark eyes tinged with a faint coldness, a hint of warmth from earlier suddenly disappearing without a trace, “I said I’d send her back when you’re better.”

“My body is healed.” Mia replied quickly, straightening her back slightly.

Dark eyes locked on Mia in front of her, staring for a long moment before Asher suddenly pulled back his chair, left the table, and stepped in front of her.

Eyes falling on her flushed but still slightly pale face, Asher’s straight gaze seemed to go straight into the depths of Mia’s heart.

The eyes that seemed to look into the heart made Mia fidget and move away.

“Do you need me to have the doctor run another checkup?” There was no trace of emotion in Asher’s voice.

Mia looked up at him suddenly, but closed her mouth with a pale face, her pale gaze falling on his gloomy eyes, and shook her head with all her strength.

She opened her small mouth slightly, mumbling half-heartedly, before finally closing it and slowly lowering her head, her nails almost piercing her palm.

Her pink neck hung slightly, a ray of sunlight was cast on her body and Asher could almost see her delicate, slender fuzz, a familiar feeling of irritation came over Asher once again and with a wide wave of his hand he lifted his steps out of the dining room, “You just know what to do.”

Seeing the distant, icy back, a touch of determination slid across the bottom of Mia’s eyes, as if she had made up her mind about something in the dark, and the hands on her thighs were interlocked and clasped together in a death grip.

She must save Dean, not by praying to this man, but by her own strength!

3:00 PM.

Mia, who had just finished her nap, came out of her room, her hair hanging softly over her shoulders, her clear eyes tinged with ecstasy, her whole body lazy to the extreme, and followed the stairway to the living room on the first floor.

As soon as the butler saw her awake, he immediately respectfully placed a cup of juice in front of her, “This is what the young master ordered before he left, it’s great for Miss Luo’s recovery.”

Mia nodded as she squinted her sleepy eyes and took a drink from her glass, then asked as if remembering something, “When did Asher leave?”

Surprise swept through Mia’s pressed heart at hearing that Asher wasn’t there, but tried desperately to suppress it and asked absently.

“The young master left after lunch.” The butler answered truthfully, “Miss Luo do you have something for the young master?”

“Oh.” Mia nodded lightly, trying to look more natural, “It’s fine, it’s fine, I just asked casually, go about your business.”

The housekeeper glanced suspiciously at the sleepy Mia, and a twinge of unease swept through her heart.

After the butler’s figure had completely disappeared from the living room, the languor in Mia’s eyes was quickly replaced by a shining light.

She looked around carefully, and when she was sure that no one was indeed around, she quickly got up from the couch and gingerly made a quick dash to the topmost loft.

For the past few days, she had been snooping around for a long time, and it was in the attic room that Dean was being held.

But Mia pushed on the door, only to see that it was locked dead, and impossible to open!

Mia glanced around to make sure the two bodyguards weren’t there before quickly approaching the door to the room and removing the long, thin hairpin she had already prepared in her hair.

Asher would never have guessed that whatever lock she had on hand would open if she had any of those things.

“Are you all right, Mother Superior? I’m going to let you out, but don’t make a sound!” Mia shoved the thin hairpin into the eye of the lock and with a few slight jiggles, a soft sound was heard inside the lock and the door was pushed open in response!

Suppressing her inner excitement, Mia opened the door and quickly dashed into the room, untying Dean and gesturing for her to keep quiet.

Dean knew what was going on and nodded carefully at Mia and whispered, “Mia , I know what to do, don’t worry!”

With a warmth in her heart, Mia took Dean’s hand and walked carefully down the stairs, holding back her excitement.

She thought she was doing a seamless job, but didn’t know that her every move was being watched cleanly by Asher, who was sitting in front of a wide screen.

Mia had no idea that Asher had long ago set up miniature cameras in the shadows to prevent her from letting Dean go.

Dark eyes cold, Asher’s surroundings gradually emanated a grim aura.

This woman, to try to sneak Dean out while he was away!

It seems that she really took his previous words to heart!

Damn it, she must be taught a lesson!

Instead, after releasing Dean, Mia sat wistfully on the edge of her bed, her heart still beating violently inside her chest.

She scrambled to pick up the glass of water on the table and gulped down a few large gulps, as if that would also ease the excitement and tension in her mind.

She actually made it!

Even she hadn’t thought that she had managed to get Dean out!

She gulped down another large glass of water, no, she was in too much of an emotional state.

“Great, that’ll … work,” Mia’s voice trembled a little with excitement as she placed her hand on her thumping chest.

“That way, you have no worries and can think about getting out of here, am I right?” At some point, Asher, who was supposed to be at the office, suddenly stood by the door and followed her mumbled words with a straightforward statement.