Chapter 584

Lucas?

When did he arrive?

How incredibly dexterous was this man? How had he managed to slip his arm over my shoulders while I was asleep? And I didn’t even notice it at all?

On the other hand, how much do I trust him that I had let down my guard completely around him?

Ashlyn shook her head helplessly.

Realizing that she was awake, Lucas snapped the magazine shut.

Gazing at her with his pair of deep eyes, a look of adoration overcame Lucas’s face. “Did you sleep well?”

“What brings you here?” Ashlyn found that the nap had rejuvenated her completely.

It was as though the life had finally seeped back into her veins.

Looking at Lucas’s handsome face had caused her anxieties to vanish into thin air.

“Do I need a reason to drop by and visit my wife at her office?” Lucas smiled. “Are you hungry?”

Playfully, Ashlyn replied, “Are you going to treat me to a meal?”

“Of course, it’s going to be my treat. I’ll be treating you to meals for the rest of your life.” Lucas bent down and pecked Ashlyn on her lips.

Ashlyn pushed him away, her face reddening. “Oh, stop it.”

Lucas’s lips curved into a smile. Tilting her chin up and gazing at her with amusement, he said in a low voice, “Why don’t we go to The Peacock for lunch?”

“Let’s go!” Ashlyn sat up immediately. “I’ll have to wash up first, though.”

The next day, there was a scene in the president’s office at Nolan Group.

A man had turned up at the office. From the racing attire he was wearing, it was quite apparent that he had come directly from the racing track.

He was incredibly handsome. With almond-shaped eyes that gave him a friendly look, the strip of dyed blue hair on his forehead only accentuated the cynicism and carelessness with which he regarded life.

As soon as Lucas walked into the room, the man stood up from the sofa and said, “Lucas, you promised to help me find the God of Cars. Do you have any news about him yet?”

“It seems like he vanished without a trace.” Lucas frowned slightly. “Sit down.”

“After he won the World Championship a few years ago, he simply disappeared from the surface of the earth. Till now, nobody knows where he is,” Lucas lamented, looking rather morose. “No matter how much I practice, I can’t seem to get my speed to go beyond 200 miles an hour.”

Lucas walked up to the man and patted his shoulder comfortingly. “Don’t worry too much about it.

You’re already our nation’s ace! You shouldn’t be putting so much pressure on yourself.”

Nathan Cartier was the team captain of Nolan Group’s racing club. He was very talented at the sport, and his extraordinary skills had won him the title of reigning National Champion for the past few years.

Thus, he had naturally been chosen to lead Nolan Group’s racing team at this year’s Formula One World Championship.

Nathan sighed miserably. “Still, compared to the God of Cars, I’m still a nobody. Two years ago, he suddenly reappeared on the racing scene. Unfortunately, he only participates in underground racing contests. Those who have watched him race say that his highest speed is 916 miles an hour. Although I’ve never seen him, he’s acknowledged as a god by everyone in the underground racing scene. If I get him to help us out, we’ll be able to beat racer Ionia from Maredania, who averages 416 miles an hour for most of his races.”

Lucas picked up a cup of coffee from his table and took a long sip from it.

The Formula One World Championship was about to begin very soon, but his team leader – the nation’s ace himself—wasn’t confident about the team’s ability to win.

This was not a good sign.

Just then, someone knocked loudly on the door.

Spencer entered the room in a flurry. He then walked briskly over to Lucas and whispered something into his ear. Meanwhile, Nathan watched as Lucas narrowed his eyes and said, “Tell her to come in.”

“Should I leave first?” Thinking that an important guest had dropped by to visit Lucas, Nathan stood up to leave.

However, Lucas stopped him from leaving. “There’s no need for that. You’re quite familiar with her.”

Just then, a clear female voice sounded from the doorway, “Mr. Nolan.”

Nathan couldn’t help but glance at the doorway to see who the visitor was. A woman was standing at the door, clad in a bright yellow racing outfit with her hands clasped tightly around a helmet of the same blinding shade.

When he finally got a good look at her face, Nathan’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Carmen Chadwick? Why have you returned?”