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.

towards him, a hint

turned off her phone

increasingly irritated, he walked towards the study

his chair with a maid kneeling before him The desk obscured the details, but it wasn't hard to imagine what

without knocking? Don't

the doorway, looking at him coldly. "You know best whether I

embarrassed at being caught by his son. He dismissed the maid and composed himself before speaking sternly, "What progress have you made on investigating Leo's situation as I

Lucas replied, "No news."

or have you not put any effort into investigating? Lucas, are you hoping he won't return? After all he's

was ice-cold as he said, "You're the one who's always believed he's alive. He was so badly burned back

"Dad, you should take better care of your health. Excessive indulgence

"You-!"

a vase

Lucas defth

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