The atmosphere in the Reed mansion was still heavy following the confrontation in the dining room. While Chloe was away at the clinic, tending to patients and reclaiming her power, Asher was left in the silence of his study.
But the readers? They have questions. And for once, the Devil is feeling... talkative.
Host: Asher, thank you for sitting down. The readers are dying to know—after Chloe's "no longer entitled" comment, how close were you to actually losing your temper?
Asher: [Leans back, swirling a glass of amber liquid, his bandaged hand resting on the desk] Temper? That would imply she has enough leverage to move me. Chloe likes to play with fire because she thinks she's the one holding the match. She's forgotten that I own the woods she's trying to burn down. But... [a dark smirk tugs at his lips] I'll admit, her bite is becoming as sharp as her scalpel. It's refreshing.
