Harold looked confused and couldn’t tell what to do. Just then, Chris walked inside expecting to see his sister, who had been said to have recovered, but his gaze met with the unexpected incident between the two siblings.“What’s going on? What happened to her?” He asked, looking as shocked as ever.Not only was he confused!“Uncle Chris, it’s Mia!”Mia frowned; she couldn’t believe her brother would say such a thing against her. If there was someone who desperately wanted their mother to get better, it was her. Why was she accused by her brother?“Mia, what did you do?” Chris asked as he turned to face her. Mia knew she had to defend herself, her brother was beginning to believe she was behind it. She recounted the incident just as it occurred.But Benjamin refused to believe her.“How could you blame your sister for this? Didn’t you hear what she said?” He said with anger in his voice. “Now is not the time to blame anyone. What is master Harold saying about this?” Master Harold

“Hold on,” Chris said sharply, stepping between them. His voice was laced with disappointment, his brows furrowed as he looked from one face to the other. “He told us to wait thirty minutes. It hasn’t even been ten, and you already want to call the police?”His tone cut through the room like a blade. Chris couldn’t understand how quickly the others were turning. How could they not see it? How could they fail to see Asher for who he truly was?“Uncle,” Mia said, her voice rising with frustration, “he’s a fraud. A fake healer. When Master Harold treated my mom, we saw immediate results. She responded right away. But this guy, his treatment is dragging on, and nothing’s changing.”Benjamin shifted uncomfortably, clearly torn. He looked unsure, glancing back toward the bed where their mother still lay unconscious.Asher, who had remained silent until now, turned slowly to face them. His expression was unreadable and calm.When he finally spoke, his voice was firm and steady, carrying the

Master Harold scoffed, but there was a flicker of unease in his eyes. Without another word, he turned and left the room, Gregory joined him.The silence that followed was heavy with Relief and Awe.Asher gritted his teeth as he watched. Harold might have escaped, but he would definitely make him bow when next he set his eyes on him.But one thing was now certain, Asher was far more powerful than anyone had realised.Benjamin, who had underestimated Asher, felt a wave of shame and disappointment that he couldn’t look at him. He couldn’t believe Harold would use his power against him. Why did he not use it to heal his mother? “Who are you?” Mrs. Lawrence asked.Asher smiled as he looked at the woman, “I am Asher Mancini, a friend of Olivia and Mia.”Mia looked stunned.Did he just say that? What was he trying to do?“Mia, you didn’t tell me you have such friend.” She said, Mia didn’t know how to respond as no words could explain how they were friends.She never liked Asher, and ne

Asher was surprised when Mia invited him over to Chris’s restaurant. What could she be planning? He had agreed to attend, so he quickly got dressed in a modest outfit, while grabbing his jacket. Asher flagged down a cab, informing the driver of where he was headed. A few minutes later, the cab came to a halt at the entrance of the restaurant, he paid and made his way towards the entrance.Just as always, the restaurant was buzzing with people, laughter, whispers and clinking of glass as many people cheered amongst themselves, while others said quietly with their mouths moving as they chewed.Asher exhaled softly as he made a step forward. He was curious to know what Mia was planning. The same Mia who never liked him, the same Mia who had sent him threatening messages to stay away from Olivia, was now calling him.“Mr. Mancini, you are here. You are welcome, please this way.” Chris said with a polite smile as he welcomed Asher into the restaurant.He took Asher towards a small boo