Chapter 630



Belinda didn’t back down.

Instead, she braced herself and fought the waiter.

Despite the restrictive dress she was wearing, her movements were quick and precise, catching the waiter off guard.

However, the dress began to hinder Belinda’s agility and her movements became less fluid.

Before she could adjust, another figure approached.

A sudden, bone-shattering blow collided with the waiter’s face.

The waiter let out a guttural groan as his body was thrown backwards and hit the floor with a heavy thud.

The raw power behind the blow was undeniable.

Belinda’s eyes widened in surprise.

She turned her head to see Lucas standing next to her. Are you hurt?” Lucas asked Belinda worriedly, his voice serious as he looked at her.

“I’m fine,” Belinda replied, catching her breath.

She pointed at the fallen waiter. “Find out who sent him. ”

Lucas’ gaze sharpened, a dangerous gleam flashing in his eyes.

Without hesitation he strode over, grabbed the waiter by the collar and lifted him up as if he weighed nothing.

The waiter’s back hit the wall with a jarring thud and Lucas leaned in, his expression cold and menacing.

Do you know who I am?” Lucas asked, his tone deadly calm, each word cutting.

The waiter’s face twisted in pain as blood dripped from his nose and loosened teeth.

He was still recovering from the blow.

His face was numb with pain.

Staring at the handsome yet terrifying figure before him, the waiter stiffened and his breathing became labored.

“M-Mr Clark…” he finally stammered, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Lucas’ lips curved into a cold smile. “Good.

Then you know what I’m capable of. If you’re smart, you’ll speak honestly about what you know now!”

The waiter’s face turned as white as a sheet. He might not have feared Belinda, but now he was faced with Lucas. The terror he felt was genuine and bone-deep. He knew that if he continued to be stubborn, things would only get worse for him.

So, he quickly said, “I really have no idea who the person behind this is! We only communicated through the phone. We never met in person! All I know is that they asked me to lock Miss Yates in the restroom when she went in and then use her disappearance as an excuse to lure Miss Wright to this lounge, where I was supposed to lock her in. After that, I wasn’t required to do anything else.”

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