Chapter 390. Is Asher Okay?

LEE

I woke up early, even though I had a later shift today due to the pest control scheduled at the TVDen building. According to the advisory, the treatment would run from 4 AM to 6 AM, and the entire building wouldn’t be cleared until 9 AM. My shift was set for 10 AM, but there I was, wide awake at 6:30 AM, beating the alarm I had set on my phone.

I couldn’t explain it, but it felt like my body had sensed that something was off. As soon as I opened my eyes, I instinctively grabbed my phone, and the first thing I noticed was a flood of notifications—all messages from Tate. My brows furrowed in confusion at the sight of his name filling my screen. Why would the Jameson Tate, superstar singer-songwriter, be messaging me?

The question lingered in my mind as I stared at the notifications. My phone was set to hide message previews, so I couldn’t see what the texts said without opening them. With growing curiosity and a hint of unease, I unlocked my phone and open