Asher Keating took Leah Sinclair's hand. He looked at Morgan Sterling and responded with a quiet, indifferent sound.
Morgan Sterling stepped into the elevator. Seeing Leah's reaction, he couldn't help but laugh. "Leah, it's been so many years. Besides, you're my cousin. Why are you still so afraid of me?"
Leah Sinclair pressed her lips together, saying nothing. He continued, "I never had a chance to apologize for what happened with Madeline last time. Since we've run into each other now, please let me offer a sincere apology on her behalf."
"...That's not necessary," Leah Sinclair said softly.
"Asher, my father's memorial service is the day after tomorrow. You'll be there, right?" Morgan Sterling said, turning to look at Asher Keating. "Leah should come too. After all, he was her uncle."
"I'll go. Leah won't."
Asher Keating shot him a sidelong glance, a sneer playing on his lips. "She has absolutely nothing to do with your family."
