Chapter 523 A Stronger Side Sure enough, most of the front page posts on the forum were about her.
Someone had taken a photo of her kneeling in the classroom with blood running down her face and uploaded it to the forum.
"Isn't this that freshman beauty, Jean?" "What happened to her?" "Looks like she fell." "Kinda scary." "Sarah next to her looked terrified." "Sarah's whole face changed." "You guys care more about Sarah than the injured girl?", 12 A ☐ Jean saw this and let out a self-mocking smile. Terrified? Sarah wasn't scared... She was just thrilled her plan had worked.
"Could it be that Jean has skind of hidden illness? That was a lot of blood-kinda freaky." "But she seems to have skind of close relationship with The Lawsons' heir.” Then, Jean cacross a photo of herself in Asher's arms.
The angle of the shot was surprisingly artistic, almost like a scene from a ; but the comments underneath were anything but kind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Are they dating?" "Doesn't look like it, but maybe Asher's chasing her." "I heard Jean comes from a pretty average background-just has a pretty face. Would someone like Asher even need to chase a girl like that?" "Asher's supposed to be single... maybe they're just fooling around. Don't take it too seriously." "Jean looks kinda flashy, like the type who knows how to have fun." "Yeah, Sarah looks more innocent, more obedient." Jean's fingers tensed slightly.
Her expression darkened; a cold, distant look surfaced in her eyes.
"What are you looking at?" Asher's voice cout of nowhere, low and almost indiscernibly cool.
Jean instinctively tilted her phone slightly upward, not wanting him to see what was on the screen.
She shook her head like it was nothing. "Nothing... the dessert should be here soon." 172 Chapter 528 A Stronger Side Mid-sentence, the man across from her suddenly reached out. His fingers were long, pale, almost an White, the tips just about to touch Jean's phone.
"Letsee. His tone remained calm and gentle as always, but Jean could feel the quiet force behind it. She pressed her lips together, hesitating.
Deep down, she didn't want Asher to see the forum posts. Sof the comments weren't favorable to him, either.
As she debated, Asher moved in again, his fingers closing around the edge of her phone.
Jean couldn't help but look up at him, surprise flashing briefly in her eyes.
She understood then-he wasn't going to let this go.
But he didn't yank the phone away. He was waiting for her to let go.
Asher rarely showed this kind of dominance in front of her.
He was usually calm; gentle.
But as the male lead of the story, someone who had clawed his way up from being an illegitimate child to the En one in control of The Lawsons...
How could he truly be calm and gentle? Jean knew it, too-there had ve to be a thless, decisive side to him.
It's just that with her, he kept all that edge hidden, leaving only the warmth behind.
After a moment of hesitation, Jean finally let go.
Asher effortlessly pulled the phone hot excitaround, from her hand, he, he turned his cold, sharp gáze dropped to the screen.
His expression barely changed-always that shard frost, cold and indifferent.
Once he'd finished reading, Asher politely held the phone out to her with both hands. "I'm done." 5.5K