Aspen was getting more ridiculous by the minute, causing Andrew to feel completely unsettled.

Her eyes brimmed with tears as she pointed at his jacket and choked out, “You have the scent of at least four women on you! Don’t think I don’t know that Francesca came to Blumedale, right? I smelled her on your clothes yesterday!”

Andrew was stunned. Francesca had indeed come to Blumedale, but what did that have to do with Aspen?

She pouted and said, “It’s not just Francesca’s, but Lauren’s scent too. I could tolerate those two women. But there are scents from two other women on you as well. Andrew, you pursued me, so why do you abandon me to be pleasant and welcoming to other women, letting them get close to you?”

“Isn’t this just using me? What else would you call it? Huh? You jerk, do you think this is fair to me? Where does that leave me?”

Through a succession of sobs, Aspen grew increasingly agitated, with tears streaming down her face more rapidly. She raised her hand in the heat of the moment, intending to slap Andrew across the face.

Ultimately, she pulled back her trembling hand, shot Andrew one last resentful glare, then turned and ran back to her room. The door slammed loudly and was immediately locked from the inside.

Andrew stood frozen in place, unable to utter a single word. He could not help but wonder if Aspen was part bloodhound or something. After all, she could even smell four women’s scents on him–beyond Lauren and Francesca, the other two women were undoubtedly Tiana and Yara.

Especially Yara, who had nearly kissed Andrew; their interaction had been extremely intimate. It was perfectly normal that her perfume lingered on him.

However, why would all this cause the little servant to fly into such a rage, to lose control so completely?

In Andrew’s mind, an incredible suspicion began to form. Nonetheless, he did not want to believe Aspen would be that kind of woman. If that were truly the case, even he would find it troublesome.

Natasha and Dylan were drawn over by the argument.

Dylan shrank back, laughing lewdly, “My goodness, Mr. Lloyd has another romantic drama to add to his collection. And from the looks of it, this Aspen is quite the handful!”

Natasha glared at him, hissing, “Shut up, would you!”

She gracefully approached Andrew and sighed, “Darling, you’d better go comfort her! She’s a woman in love! If she doesn’t get a response, it could cause serious problems!”

Andrew’s mouth twitched. “Fallen in love? Who? You can’t possibly mean Aspen, right? If that’s true, congratulations to her for finally finding someone!”

Natasha snorted, “Stop pretending you don’t understand when you clearly do! You know better than anyone who caused Aspen to fall in love!”

Andrew felt an indescribable irritation and waved dismissively, “I need to head to Governor McCormick for something. I don’t have the energy to deal with anything else right now, that’s it!”

After walking a few steps, he could not help but turn back and say, “You two, keep an eye on Aspen, don’t let her go crazy!”

Natasha burst out laughing, “You’re clearly dying of concern inside, yet you’re putting up a front of indifference. Darling, you’re such a hypocrite. I hate that!”

Andrew experienced an unusual sense of panic and quickly slipped out the door.

Dylan grinned mischievously. “Natasha, Aspen is making faster progress than you! Look, Mr. Lloyd is nearly conquered. You’d better step up your game!”

Natasha frowned worriedly, “What can I do? The squeaky wheel gets the grease! Didn’t you see how she cried from feeling wronged? Mr. Lloyd may seem cold, but he’s actually a soft-hearted man. With Aspen’s dramatic outburst, she’s got Darling right where she wants him, and honestly, I can’t compete with that!”

Dylan smiled. “Don’t worry, you have your secret weapon!”

Natasha looked down at the two mounds blocking her view and smiled seductively. She said, “You’re right, I have my secret weapons! She might use crying, tantrums, and dramatic threats, but I am not without my own special talents! These twin peaks, along with the way I move my hips… I guarantee they’ll make Darling’s soul leave his body…”