Lucas pushed her away gently and took out a small box. "Happy birthday." Rebecca happily took it. "Thank you, Lucas! I love the gift you gave me!

The gift itself didn't matter; what mattered was who gave it.

Lucas smiled warmly. "I'm glad you like it."

Rebecca's eyes landed on Aveline, who was holding Lucas' arm. Her face clouded over. In a flash, she shoved Aveline aside and latched onto Lucas herself.

"Who do you think you are?" Rebecca snapped. "What gives you the right to hang on Lucas like that?": owner of this content.

Her arrogant demeanor resembled that of a spoiled little princess.

Taken by surprise, Aveline lost her balance. Before she could fall, Lucas reached out and steadied her.

A cold glint flashed in her eyes, but before she could say anything, she caught Lucas' warning gaze. Fine, she'd endure it.

Rebecca clung to Lucas' arm as they walked inside. "Lucas, I heard. about what happened to you. I'm so glad you came back safe. My father has been worried and is waiting for you inside." "Mm, I'm fine," Lucas replied calmly.

Aveline followed them at a respectful distance.

Watching Rebecca cling to Lucas, Aveline couldn't help but wonder, did Sophia know that Rebecca liked Lucas? Did Rebecca know about. Sophia?

Rebecca and Sophia weren't on the same level. One was the pampered

heiress of the Thompson family, the other a dispensable member of her family. The difference was clear.

But if it came down to it, who would Lucas choose?

Realizing what she was thinking, Aveline felt a moment of confusion before refocusing her gaze on Lucas.

He was outstanding, handsome, and powerful, easily attracting attention from the opposite sex.

And yet, this remarkable man was devoted to Sophia.

Neither she nor Rebecca seemed to be a match for Sophia.

Because in love, only the beloved one is right.

"Hey, why are you following us? Who allowed you to come here? Get out now and stop bothering Lucas!"

Lost in thought, Aveline was startled by Rebecca's sudden outburst. Before she could react, Rebecca shoved her again.

Aveline's brows furrowed as she looked at Rebecca. "I am Mr. Tudor's companion. Naturally, I need to stay with him."

She hadn't provoked this young lady, so why was she being targeted?

Rebecca's eyes widened slightly. "How dare you talk back? You're just a companion. Who gave you the nerve to speak to me like this?" Acting like a spoiled princess, she called over two servants. "Take her outside and throw her into the pool!"

"Yes, miss!"

The two servants immediately reached out to grab Aveline.

Aveline's gaze turned icy.

Seeing Lucas chatting with Reynold Thompson not far away, she walked straight towards him.

"Mr. Tudor."

Ignoring Rebecca's murderous glare, Aveline took Lucas' arm and said, "This place is so big, I'm afraid of getting lost. Can I stay by your side?"

As she spoke, she even blinked playfully at Lucas.

Seriously, she was Lucas' wife!

What right did Rebecca have to drive her away?

What qualifications did she possess?