Chapter 950
Mila couldn't help but worry. âAsher, you must attend with her on that day. No matter what happens, we must do
our best to protect Bella
and not let anyone bully her.â
âOf course. Aunt Mila. Thank you for lettingknow.â
After Asher left, Mila entered the study.
âArnold, what happened earlier? Did you have a fight with Asher?â
Arnold crouched down, picking up the scattered books from the ground one by one, with his back facing Mila, his
voice muffled.
âNo, it's nothing.â
âStop lying. The argument was so loud that | could hear it from
outside. | just couldn't make out what you were saying.â
Mila scolded him with a resentful expression on her face. âAsher has
always been calm. In all these years, I've never seen him lose his temper. You've only been here for a few days,
and you've already
upset him like this? It must be your fault!â
Arnold becagitated upon hearing this. âWhat did | do wrong? He's the one who wronged me!â
âArnold! Stop making excuses! You've had your freedom out there for years with no one to control you, and now
you've beceven more arrogant and reckless!â
âIf you want to live with the Thompson family, then getting along with everyone is important. But | can leave any t| want. | donât need to curry favor with them!â
Arnold suddenly felt that the words he had uttered were too harsh, but it was too late to regret them.
Milaâs expression dimmed as bitterness rose in her heart. The air grew tense and quiet.
Arnold pursed his lips, feeling embarrassed. But before he could say something to ease the tension, Mila said
softly, âI'm sorry, Arnold. | know I've embarrassed you and the entire Larson family. I'm forever the black sheep
of the Larson family.â
âAunt Mila, | didnât mean that. I...â
âI know. | donât deserve to be your aunt, let alone control you. I'm glad you cback this time. Just make sure
to look after yourself from now on.â
With a somber expression, Mila lowered her head and left the room.
âAunt Mila!â
Arnold's guilt intensified, and he was about to chase after Mila when something suddenly caught his attention.
A secret compartment in the empty section of the bookshelf stood out.
It would be impossible to detect if there were books covering it.
Arnold hesitated and reached into it, only to find it empty.
A strong wave of curiosity washed over him as he pursed his lips with a mix of emotions.
After Ryan and lan left, Justin never saw Bella cout of her room again. When it was tfor dinner, despite
his persistent knocking on the door, she refused to cout. She kept giving excuses that she felt unwell and
had no appetite.
Justin couldnât understand what was wrong with her. She had been perfectly fine earlier that morning, so why did
she change so drastically? He stood at the door, racking his brain to figure out where he might have made a
mistake.
But he hadnât done anything wrong. In fact, he hadn't done anything at all.
Just as Justin started feeling overwhelmed and helpless, the doorbell rang downstairs.
At that moment, Bellaâs door also opened, and she stepped out wearing a peach-colored robe. Inadvertently, she
bumped into Justin. and felt the impact of his strong muscles against her forehead.
âWhy are you standing at the door like a guard? Itâs such a rela afternoon. Arenât you going to take a nap?â Bella
rubbed her forehe
gently, her tone somewhat cold.
Justin held her with both hands, gazing deeply into her eyes, palms sweaty. âI was worried about you, so I've
been waiting at the door.â
Then he reached up to touch her forehead. âThankfully, you donât have a fever. Is something bothering you?â
âItâs nothing.â