"What's the rush? You'll find out soon enough," Lucas replied coolly, his deep, magnetic voice laced with indifference.

Sophia's sense of dread intensified.

Suddenly, she stood up, saying, "If you two have things to discuss, I'll just leave."

She quickly headed for the door, but before she could reach it, she was met by five or six disheveled men being escorted in by the bodyguards. Each man looked filthier than the last, with some even covered in unsightly warts, making the sight revolting.

The bodyguards blocked her path. "Miss Winter, the matter isn't over yet. You can't leave."

Sophia's face paled as she eyed the men. "What are you planning to do?"

The bodyguards didn't answer. Instead, they pushed her back into the room and shut the door behind her.

stumbled, losing her balance—her prosthetic leg making it difficult to steady herself—and fell to the ground. Panic spread across her face as she looked up at Lucas, desperately asking, "Lucas, what's

a small bottle. He grabbed her by the chin and forced the liquid inside down

no match for the bodyguard. Half the

make me drink? What is this? Lucas, what are you

down at her with cold, piercing eyes.

"You've repeatedly plotted against her, yet

clutched at Lucas's pant leg, pleading, "Lucas, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I'll never do it again, I swear. Please, forgive me. I promise, I'll stay out of

been forced to drink. "Lucas, I'm sorry, I truly

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