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The security noted down Asael's name and they drove right into the driveway, passing by a garden with no flowers. Asael came over to open the door and help her out of the car. The gentlemanly behaviour strangely contrasted with the image of him beating people up. Alpha Philip must have expected them. His housekeeper led them to the sitting area on the first floor. Alpha Philip and his Beta stood up to greet the guests. Their expression were not much different compared to the Carson family. If anything, they looked even worse. Asael's smile gave him a youthful look at the age of 26. He raised a hand towards Alpha Philip and as soon as he did, Alpha Philip handed him some papers. Stella watched him skim through the papers in confusion. Not knowing half the things he did was normal