Chapter 740

Lucas arched an eyebrow at her in response. The devilish aura he was emanating made him look like a demon that had come straight out of hell. “I can spare Hera and get off the stage with you if you want.”

“Don’t try to negotiate with me, Lucas!” It pained Ashlyn deeply to see him like this.

“If you kiss me, I’ll get off the stage with you.” Lucas ignored what she said and pointed at his lips as he continued, “You have to kiss me here, or it won’t count.”

He could feel a burning sensation in his chest that surged through his body like wildfire.

His eyes were like that of a wild beast that had set its sights on its prey, and he wasn’t about to let Ashlyn escape his clutches no matter what.

His predatory instinct was so intense that it sent shivers down everyone’s spines.

“If this is what you want, then… As you wish…”

Ashlyn closed her eyes and stood on her tiptoes as she grabbed the back of Lucas’ head.

The next thing he knew, she kissed him on the lips with people from all over the world watching.

Even Hera stared wide-eyed at them in shock and disbelief.

What are they talking about? Why can’t I understand a single word they said? I don’t even know what’s going on anymore! I can’t believe I nearly got choked to death on stage! Lucas was actually going to kill me!

Having finally regained her composure, Hera clambered off the stage and ran away as fast as her legs could carry. She did not want to spend even another second around Lucas.

To Ashlyn’s surprise, Lucas took control of the situation by force the moment their lips met.

He grabbed her tightly and pulled her close before assaulting her with a deep and passionate kiss.

Ashlyn instinctively tried to struggle free and pushed hard against his chest with both hands.

Seconds later, Lucas released her lips from his and panted heavily as he whispered in a seductive voice, “I will only listen to you for the rest of my life.”

He then let go of her and walked swiftly down the stage with everyone’s gaze fixated on him.

It wasn’t until he returned to his seat that they finally snapped out of their state of shock.

A foreigner in the audience exclaimed all of a sudden, “Oh, my goodness! Did that man just hit a woman in public? She should exercise her rights and take legal action against him!”

His friend slapped him hard across the face and shouted at him, “That woman was at fault for slandering Ashlyn! Mr. Nolan simply exposed her lies in a spectacular fashion! I don’t see anything wrong with his actions!”

Sisley could clearly hear their little exchange as she happened to be seated nearby, and the look on her face turned gloomy instantly.

The other members of the audience began discussing among themselves as well.

“Hera is from the Chapman family, right? Her grandfather is a famous pianist, so how did she turn out like this?”

“Slandering others and stealing their identity, only to fail and have her plan backfire in front of everyone… Looks like the apple fell really far from the tree!”

“I’ve never seen anyone so shameless my entire life! Not only did she steal Ashlyn’s identity, but she even demanded that Mr. Nolan repay her favor? Unbelievable… Simply unbelievable…”

Sisley felt a splitting headache tear through her skull when she heard the audience criticize her daughter, and it hurt so bad that she could barely sit still in her chair.

Jenny, Penelope, and Mary were all staring at her with judgmental looks in their eyes.

“To think that the heiress of a family of scholars would be capable of such a heinous deed… This really is a first, Mrs. Chapman!” Mary exclaimed sarcastically while running a hand through her hair.

Sisley’s face was so twisted from the emotional damage that it looked like she was going to have a stroke.

There was a sharp pain in her chest as her vision started to fade in and out.