Aveline didn't expect Lucas to grab her by the neck and pinned her to the seat as soon as she finished speaking. His eye's cold and menacing as he stared at her. "What did you just call me?"

Aveline was taken aback, not expecting him to suddenly get angry. "What's... what's wrong with you?"

She had always called him that before.

Lucas' expression was dark and he said coldly, "Don't ever call me that again!"

Aveline shivered in fear.

Lucas released her, pressed a button, and waited for the partition to rise. Once it did, he ordered coldly, "Stop the car!"

The driver immediately pulled over.

Lucas didn't even look at Aveline. "Get out!"

Aveline, confused, looked at his harsh face and asked, "Lucas, what's wrong with you?"

The chill around Lucas intensified. 'Don't make me throw you out!"

Aveline's heart trembled. Knowing he meant it, she quickly opened the car door and got out.

The door closed and the car sped away.

The autumn wind blew, and Aveline felt a bone-chilling cold.

What was wrong with him?

And why wouldn't he help her?

What did Bobby steal?

If he was certain Bobby stole something, why not send him to the police instead of keeping him at the Tudor family home?

A series of questions swirled in Aveline's mind, leaving her anxious and confused.

But inexplicably, she was most worried about Lucas' condition.

What was wrong with him?

In the car, Lucas was filled with irritation. Her voice calling him Lu still echoed in his ears, overlapping with memories of Leo calling him the same. "Lu, come over, I have something good to show you!"

"Lu, don't you like this race car? How about I take you to see a race? Don't worry, Dad and Madam Yvonne won't know!"

"Lu, Lu..."

The youthful voice was full of energy, but in the next second, the image of a body consumed byThis text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

flames appeared in his mind.

Back then, Lucas was just a teenager.

He stood there, stunned, watching Leo being engulfed by flames. Despite the agony, Leo still managed to give him a smile. "Lu, live well."

Lucas tugged at his tie in frustration and growled "Stop the car!"

The driver immediately hit the brakes, feeling the coldness spreading inside the vehicle.

Lucas got out of the car and stood by the roadside, letting the cool breeze blow over him, dispersing his agitation.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked one after another.

"Mr. Tudor."

At that moment, Brian walked over.

Seeing him, Lucas' face darkened immediately. "Didn't I tell you to protect Aveline?"

Brian said, "Miss Young said if I helped her find you, she would forgive me, and I wouldn't need to follow her anymore."

Lucas' expression turned even darker. "Whatever she says goes? Whose man are you, hers or mine?"

Brian quickly replied, "Of course, I'm yours!"

Lucas ordered, "Get back and protect her. If anything happens to her, you're better off dead!"

Brian hesitated, "Mr. Tudor..."

"Get lost!"

Lucas glared at him violently.

Brian shivered and quickly turned to leave.

Lucas took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes downcast, his fingers trembling slightly,

He climbed into the driver's seat and turned the car around.

Aveline walked along the roadside, hugging herself against the cold. It was already very late, and she was originally supposed to go to the Tudor residence. Therefore, there were hardly any cars around.

and saw

She checked the ride-hailing app it was peak time, meaning a long wait to get a taxi.