Chapter 180
“You just want to see Emily falling all over herself to thank you, acting all humble and grateful, just so you can feed that gross, fragile ego of yours.”
Austin looked Lucas up and down with open disdain. “What, were you a chef? You sure are good at passing the buck
Lucas was left dumbfounded, but even more pissed that Austin had called him out so accurately. “You
“You what? Quit barking. I’m scared of lunatics” Austin didn’t even give him a chance to finish, grabbing him by the collar and tossing him out the door Lucas only managed to slip in earlier because Austin had let his guard down.
way out of Lucas’s league All Lucas had were som
If it really came down to a fight, Austin’s skills, honed from countless brushes with death, were way muscles, and that was nowhere near enough,
Lucas, thrown out the door and neatly getting his face smashed by it, started furiously pounding and kicking at the iron gate. But no one inside paid hom the slightest attention.
Austin shut the balcony door to block out the nose, then pressed Emily back into her chair. “Go on, Emily, keep painting be right here with you”
Emily didn’t resist, and she couldn’t help but let a small smile curl at the comer of her lips. She’d lost count of how many times the Bennett family had trampled all over her under the guise of doing it for her own good.
Every single time, even if she tried to comfort herself with “it’s fine” or “they’re not worth it,” she still couldn’t help but feel hurt and sad inside
She turned her head, looking at Austin, who sat beside her with that gentle, innocent smile.
Seeing her gare finger on him, Austin tied his head. “What’s up?”
Emily shook her head and turned her gaze away. If there was something she didn’t want to talk about, Austin over pressed her for answers.
But instead, he changed the subject. “Emily, your birthday’s next month. Is there anything you want for your birthday?”
She used to celebrate her birthday, but ever since her eighteenth, when Lydia showed up waving that paternity test, she just stopped caring about birthdays altogether.
After that, the Bennett family would always forget about her birthday anyway, so she ju
Austin watched her quietly for a while, saying nothing but he was already making plans in his heart. If she really didn’t care, why would there be that trace of sadness in her eyes? he thought.
But that noise didn’t last long. Lucas was never the patient type. After giving the iron gate one last kick, he stormed off in a huff
Lucas slammed his foot on the gas, making his sports car’s engine roar as he blasted through several red lights. As he tore down a busy street, a pack af souped–up sports cars suddenly shot past him.
Lucas recognized them instantly. Those were the guys he always raced with. Without hesitating, he spun the wheel and gunned it after them.

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