A Touch~

Just when Abigail got out, Nicholas proceeded to enter only to be held back by Asher. The latter glared at him and said, "I want to go inside first!"

"In your dreams." Nicholas's voice was cold and icy, without touch of even a single trace of emotion. He shook off the man's hands and walked another step, before his hand was firmly held as he was dragged out. This time, Asher took his position, looking back with a hint of mocking expression on his face.

"Good day. Mr. Nicholas."

This time, the man's face contorted as an angry expression appeared on his face. He instantly got up and rushed to Asher before the man could close the door even once. He instantly closed it and said, "If I'm not going, I'll make sure even you're staying out."

Abigail put a hand on her forehead.

So childish!

She again wanted to pretend that she didn't know them at all!