Luca's responded coolly, "Alright."

Though he acknowledged verbally, he didn't head upstairs. Instead, he took out his phone to call Aveline.

While he knew she'd be more comfortable away from here, she should have at least informed him. Leaving without a word - did she not consider him at all? When he dialed, he heard a message, saying the phone was switched off.

Turned off?

Lucas frowned.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, the servant said, "Mr. Lucas, Mr. Frederick wants to discuss Mr. Leo's matter with you. You should go quickly."

Lucas' dark eyes grew cold, his intense pressure weighing on the servant, who lowered their head even further.

He put away his phone.

him, a hint of mockery flashed in

had deliberately turned off her phone

towards the study with

see Frederick sitting in his chair with a maid kneeling before him The desk

knocking? Don't you have

him coldly. "You know best whether I have

son. He dismissed the maid and composed himself before speaking sternly, "What progress

Lucas replied, "No news."

put any effort into investigating? Lucas, are you hoping he won't return? After all he's done for you, you don't want him back?" Lucas remained at the doorway, not stepping inside. He

said, "You're the one who's always believed he's alive. He was so badly burned back then, yet you think he survived? Has living in luxury all these

added with a mocking smile, "Dad, you should take better care of your health. Excessive indulgence

"You-!"

vase from the

Lucas defth

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