Chapter 1014



After a brief pause, Lucas’ voice turned serious. “Something about this situation doesn’t add up. I’ve already sent people to investigate the matter.”

Harold nodded in approval. “Good. You don’t need to worry about Galen. I’ll talk to him later.”

“Alright,” Lucas replied.

Once Lucas left the Clark estate, he drove straight to Belinda’s place.

When he arrived, the maid opened the door for him.

The moment he stepped inside, his gaze landed on Holley, lounging on the sofa and watching TV. His brows knitted slightly.

Holley stood up when she saw Lucas.

The sight of Lucas alone was enough to remind her of what he had done to her precious daughter.

A wave of anger surged within her, but she forced herself to suppress it, not daring to let even a flicker of resentment show.

Forcing a polite smile, Holley said to Lucas, “Mr. Clark, are you here to see Belinda? She’s in her room.”

Lucas’ eyes remained cold as he stared at her. “Why are you back?”

Holley lowered her gaze, her voice carrying a practiced sincerity. “After returning home, I reflected on my actions and realized my mistakes. I came back to apologize to Belinda.”

Disdain flickered in Lucas’ eyes as he listened to her words, his expression turning icy.

He said, “Holley, since you are Belinda’s mother, I’ll let you off this time. But if you ever dare to hurt her again, I’ll make sure you suffer for every wrong you’ve done, past and future.”

Every word Lucas spoke was cold and ruthless, his threat crystal clear. Holley shuddered, her complexion draining of color.

The sheer force of Lucas’ presence was suffocating, pressing down on her like an invisible weight.

She quickly nodded. “I-I understand.”

Lucas didn’t spare her another glance. Without a word, he turned on his heel and ascended the stairs.

Reaching Belinda’s door, he rapped his knuckles against it before pushing it open and stepping inside. Belinda sat with a book in hand, reading.

Her brows knitted together in mild displeasure when she saw Lucas. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice slightly raspy, her tone far from welcoming.

“I came to check on you,” Lucas said, settling down beside her.

Belinda’s expression remained frosty as she turned to face him. “Lucas, do you really not get what I’ve been trying to tell you?”

Lucas fixed his gaze on Belinda, his chiseled features taut with determination. “I understand what you’ve been telling me. But, like I’ve already told you, no matter what happens, I will never leave you.”

Belinda’s eyebrows knitted together, her patience thinning. Her tone sharpened, carrying a cold edge. “Lucas, don’t push me into resisting you.”

Lucas looked at her without blinking. “Even if you despise me, I will endure it.”

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