The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Micah Quigley, You Make Me Sick

Chapter 61 -61 Micah Quigley, You Make Me Sick

Lucas Jennings instinctively wanted to ask who Micah Quigley was. The next second, the boy had already stepped forward, trying to barge in.

“I’m here to see Delilah!”

Lucas was caught off guard, and the boy had already forced his way through the door.

Inside, Scarlett Jennings and the others heard the commotion. When the door opened and they saw Micah Quigley, Mrs. Woods’s face turned incredibly grim.

As for Delilah Woods, her complexion, which wasn’t good to begin with, instantly turned deathly pale, and her whole body involuntarily began to tremble.

The moment Micah entered, he saw Delilah sitting on the bed, glaring at him. Her gloomy eyes seemed to brighten in an instant, and his voice was filled with surprise.

“Delilah! I knew you weren’t dead!”

As he spoke, he lifted his leg and hurried toward Delilah.

Mrs. Woods wouldn’t dare let him near her daughter, who had finally returned to normal, so she instinctively blocked his path.

Scarlett also guessed the boy’s identity and was preparing to intercept him.

Suddenly, a figure moved faster than Micah, swooshing directly to the bedroom door, raised a hand, and fiercely pushed Micah back, preventing him from entering.

“Get the hell back! Take one more step, and I’ll break your legs!”

Though Lucas was still young, the ferocity in his eyes was unmistakable.

At fourteen, his figure seemed tall, and at a glance, surprisingly reliable.

Caught off guard by the push, Micah’s face immediately showed a ferocious expression.

He glared at Lucas, asking once more:

“Who are you?! This is between her and me!”

“Who am I? I’m just a righteous passerby!”

Lucas retorted without thinking, seeing that Micah still wanted to charge in, he once again raised his hand and gave him a hard shove,

“Stand there! Did the family head invite you in? My sister hasn’t spoken yet! My sister hasn’t let you in, so stay put!”

Lucas completely positioned himself as his sister’s bodyguard, with a look that demanded respect for his sister’s authority.

Micah, intent on seeing Delilah, had no mind to listen to the nonsense.

Seeing himself pushed away again and again, he lost his temper, and without another word, swung his fist toward Lucas’s face.

Though young, Lucas had been trained at home, and instinctively raised his hand to block.

Just as he thought he was going to get hit today, Scarlett suddenly waved her hand lightly behind him.

Micah’s swung fist suddenly froze in the air.

Micah was stunned,

Lucas was also stunned.

But having had similar experiences, he reacted faster.

Taking advantage of the two-second gap, he swiftly shifted from defense to offense, twisted Micah’s arm, then pinned it behind Micah’s back, pressing him down in one smooth motion.

The action was so fluid that Lucas almost found himself impressed.

He quickly turned his head, looking at Scarlett with excitement, his eyes brimming with light as if asking,

“Wasn’t I cool?! You tell me I wasn’t cool?!”

Although he already guessed that Scarlett had helped him earlier, it didn’t stop Lucas from feeling proud.

Micah was pressed down, half-kneeling on the ground, his face turning red with rage, looking like an angry little lion.

He struggled to break free from Lucas’s restraint, but for some reason, his arms and legs felt inexplicably weak, letting the opponent subdue him.

Looking up, he met Delilah’s eyes through the bedroom door, and couldn’t help but speak,