Jasper Milton asked Stella Grace to follow him. She couldn't refuse.
Psychology was usually employed to help profile a person's state of mind from his words, action, eyes, expression and emotions.
It would be a useful skill for the average person.
But there was always those capable of concealing their thoughts and emotions. You could never know what was on their mind.
Jasper was one of them.
Three years ago, he might still be an enthusiastic young man, impulsive and sometimes irrational.
The past three years had matured him, made him more restrained and domineering.
He was a true king now.
Stella followed Jasper to the study room on the ground floor.
"Close the door," Jasper ordered as he sat on a sofa. He typed a text message on his phone and sent it out.
He put his phone on the tea table.
Stella felt stressed all of a sudden.
She sat in front of him and looked into his dark eyes.