Arnold recognized Asher''s towering figure.


    All the blood in Arnold''s body gathered in his trembling heart. He gripped the balcony rail tightly, continuously leaning out as far as he could, wishing to jump down.


    That outstanding figure, attracting his heart immediately, could not be anyone other than Asher!


    "Asher... Asher! Asher!"


    Arnold screamed with all his might.


    Unfortunately, they were too far apart.


    A strong wind picked up, and it was already hard for Arnold to breathe, being severely injured. His weak voice was scattered by the wind the moment it left his lips, leaving no chance to reach Asher. "Asher! Are you deaf?! Look back... Look back! I''m right behind you..."


    When he shouted thest few words, they were hoarse and broken, barely audible.


    Arnold could only watch as Asher got into his ck sports car, started the engine, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.


    "Bastard! Can''t you wait for me a little longer?!”


    As if his soul were sucked out of his body, Arnold slumped down on the floor, panting heavily, tears falling down his face. "Asher... Why can''t you wait for me... Take me with you..."


    It waste at night in the study.


    Alvin exined Arnold''s situation to Old Master Larson over the phone.


    Knowing that he punished Arnold with the familyw, Old Master Larson was obviously dissatisfied. Although he did not chew Alvin out, his tone was disapproving.


    "Arnold is a skilled doctor, and he''s renowned in Meridan''s neurosurgery field! Even I''ve heard of his achievements. You must have heard too, right?"


    Alvin gritted his teeth. "Naturally, I


    have. But Dad, Arnold broke the family rules with his recent actions and disregarded the Larson family''s image, which was outrageous. If don''t punish him heavily, there''s no guarantee he won''t do something ridiculous in the future, turning us into aughingstock."


    "Cough... You can totally use other methods to punish him. There''s no need to hurt his body."N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Old Master Larson''s tone was stern.


    "We only have Arnold and Aaron in


    the third generation now. You groomed Aaron into a businessman, and he hadpletely given up his medical skills. You haven''t


    performed surgeries for over al


    decade. You were focusing on managing theb, research center, and hospitals and thriving in the business field. Currently, the only person who could really inherit my legacy is Arnold. If you cripple him, the Larson family will have no sessor and does not deserve to be known as a medical family!"


    "But, Dad..."


    "I know why you''re so hard on Arnold."


    Old Master Larson''s voice fell, carrying a hint of warning. "Alvin, so many years have passed. Has your resentment not yet faded?"


    Alvin''s expression stiffened. "Dad, what resentment could I have? Even if I do, it''s because the kids are grown now and refuse to listen to me. I''m afraid they will cause trouble and affect our family name."


    "Alvin, no matter how much I hate Wyatt, my precious daughter still ended up with him and bore children for him. Their children all turned out to be outstanding. M spent twenty years in the Thompson family, and I''ve never heard of any rumors of discord between her and that old man. It shows that Wyatt treated her well."


    "Dad..."


    "I know you''ve always liked M."


    Old Master Larson''s words struck a nerve at the most hidden corner of Alvin''s heart.


    He pursed his pale lips tightly, his hand at the side clenching hard.


    "Although you are my adopted son and have no blood ties to M, she will always be your sister. No matter in the past or present, there is no possibility between the both of you."