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!

gripped Aveline tightly, his deep, magnetic voice devoid of warmth as he

her face, forcing her

at all. Don't treat her like this, or I'll call the police!" Aveline echoed, "Right, I

all her might and turned to Sidney. "Make him

that moment, Lucas' face

She didn't recognize him!

was acting

Perfect!

forcefully stepped forward and picked her

imposing presence, turned pale. This

how high his status,

she said she doesn't

looked at him coldly. "Who do you think you

may be nothing, but I won't let you just take

of me, let go! I

and took out his phone, preparing to call the police. Lucas looked at the struggling Aveline in his arms with a cold gaze, unsure of what

say or do with a

and call

coldly at

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