An icy chill enveloped Aveline, leaving her sluggish yet alert.

"Who... who are you?"

She struggled, but the grip on her arm was like an iron clamp, causing her pain.

"It hurts!"

Aveline cried out in pain, struggling even more fiercely.

"Who are you? Let her go!"

Sidney, seeing this, immediately stepped forward to push Lucas away.

Lucas' handsome, sharp face was ice-cold. He looked at Aveline, who was clearly drunk, her eyes unfocused, her clothes half-wet, looking both pure and alluring.

She dared to come here and drink?

And made herself look so disheveled?

And there she was, cuddling up to some guy - it's so inappropriate!

She had some nerve!

warmth as he asked, "Aveline, take a good look at who I

her

know you at all. Don't

all her might and turned to Sidney. "Make him go

moment, Lucas' face turned

She didn't recognize him!

acting coquettishly with another

Perfect!

forcefully stepped forward and picked her up,

turned pale. This man was clearly someone

no matter how high his

block him "Sir, she said she doesn't know you,

him coldly. "Who do you

but I won't let you just take her

me, let go!

this, Sidney, who had already felt a twinge of hesitation, resolved to stand firm. He blocked Lucas' path and took out his phone, preparing to call the

say or do with a drunk

and call

coldly at

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