Mack and Flynn led four men to Ghosthorn and charged into Phantom's territory."Sir, we're in trouble!" Phantom had been trying to be nice as he'd pressed Bethany for information when he heard his subordinate screaming his head off while running into the room.He snapped irritably, "What trouble can we be in? Don't tell me you've seen a ghost!"Honestly, when had the people of Ghosthorn become such cowards?"Someone's broken in here, sir! They took out our men keeping guard upstairs, and they've already reached the hall on the basement floor." This time, Phantom's subordinate got his sentence out in one go.A trace of anger flashed in Phantom's eyes when he heard that. He pressed his lips together and gnashed his teeth. "Who's the fool who dares cause trouble on my turf?"Bethany's first thought was that Spencer's men had arrived.When Phantom got to the hall at the basement floor, the scene that greeted him was rather horrific. There were men sprawled all over the floor, and th
Six million dollars?Mack was surprised to hear that. It sounded like a familiar sum of money…Spencer stood tall behind Lucille. He looked like an unshakeable mountain; he was the strongest supporter and shield she'd ever have. He raised an eyebrow while lowering his eyes to look at the back of her head. He smiled faintly.To Phantom's frustration, Lucille said, "I didn't trick you out of anything. I took your money openly."Phantom had never been subject to such frustration in the 28 years of his life, nor had he ever met someone as thick-skinned as her. She sounded so matter-of-fact and calm, too!He glared at her. "You were open about it? That's called stealing! What do you think I am, an ATM?""If I hadn't told you what I'd done, you would've still been in the dark about this." Lucille's attitude was leisurely and flippant from beginning to end, but her words were so arrogant that it made one want to rip one's hair out."So, should I fucking thank you for telling me the t
Phantom felt like he'd encountered his first real obstacle in life, and it was none other than Lucille. She didn't take his words seriously at all.To make matters worse, one of his subordinates couldn't read the room and said, "Why do I feel like she isn't scared of us, sir? Does she think we're pushovers?"Phantom glared at him. Lucille wasn't the only one who wasn't scared of them—the people she'd brought with her hadn't even batted their eyes despite his men filling the hall.After a moment, Spencer tucked his free hand into his pocket while keeping one arm around Lucille's waist. He turned slightly to look imperiously at Phantom and the others.For a split second, Phantom found his figure rather familiar. He knew he didn't recognize that face, though. Many men in the world had good figures, so it was only normal for people to have similar figures. He soon used this as an excuse to deny the guess that had formed in his mind.Still, the air of nobility Spencer exuded was stro
As everyone watched, Phantom's expression changed from a lifeless one to an ingratiating one. His subordinates couldn't help thinking that it was such a waste that he wasn't an actor. He said, "Get back to what you were doing, guys. This is all a misunderstanding. We're all family here."He waved a hand. His subordinates exchanged looks before leaving. They weren't fools, and they'd heard the earlier conversation. Spencer was their actual boss—when was the best time to leave if not now?They'd stood tall and proud earlier, but now, they scurried away, their backs bent.Phantom led the others to a lavishly decorated room. He looked at Spencer and Lucille, who sat across from him. They were a perfect match, whether in terms of appearance or bearing. He'd never expected to have something so humiliating happen to him one day."Uh, boss, you two are…" he started tentatively. He was no longer as arrogant as before, and his gaze traveled between Lucille and Spencer."She's my wife,"
Blake had been looking for Lucille the whole morning. She hadn't answered her phone, so he'd chosen to wait for her in Ivory Hotel's lobby.Spencer had Lucille's hand in his as they entered the hotel. Then, someone cried urgently, "Lucille, Lucille!"They turned to see Blake jogging toward them. Before he could get close, Mack and Flynn stretched their arms to stop him. He skidded to a stop, feeling nonplussed.Everyone in Marvonia knew he was the scion of the Horton family; no one had dared to stop him in his life.Lucille said, "It's fine. You don't need to stop him."Mack and Flynn lowered their arms. Lucille asked, "Why were you looking for me?"Only then did Blake notice Spencer standing beside Lucille. More importantly, he was holding her hand. What was up with that? Did Lucille have a boyfriend? What about his brother, then? Did this mean she wouldn't have anything to do with their family?A barrage of questions flooded his mind. For a moment, he forgot why he was at the
The tailored suit showed off Spencer's natural nobility, and he was handsome enough that every feature of his was good-looking even when alone.When grouped together, they formed a face that seemed to have been chiseled by the gods. It was flawless. However, the iciness he exuded made one afraid to approach him.Patrick was a researcher, so his outfits were mainly casual. He wore a white shirt, khaki-colored pants, and white sneakers. His style was more neat and bookish, while Spencer's was mature and level-headed. Their styles were completely different, but there was one thing they had in common.Blake couldn't help feeling awkward when he witnessed this scene upon getting out of the car. He'd always known that Patrick had feelings for Lucille.Back then, Patrick had thought that Lucille was too young, at only 19 years of age, so he hadn't confessed his feelings to her. Instead, he'd secretly crushed on her for six years. To this day, she wasn't aware of his feelings.After a bri
Matthew had Lucille join him in his study. Naturally, this meant the three other men—Spencer, Patrick, and Blake—were left in the living room.Spencer wasn't on his own turf, but that didn't stop him from being commanding. Once Matthew and Lucille were gone, the domineering presence he'd been holding back was unleashed. Even seated, he seemed like a king looking down at his subjects.Blake felt a little sorry for himself for getting dragged into this and found it hard to remain seated. It was always tense when rivals in love clashed, and he didn't want to get dragged into the battle between Spencer and Patrick. So, he found an excuse to leave. He'd completed his mission anyway.Spencer sat with his hands atop his crossed legs, and his attitude was as leisurely as if he were at home. He slowly twisted the ring on his index finger. It seemed like a subconscious action, yet it felt like he was using that to proclaim something.Patrick had already seen the matching rings Spencer and
After two hours, Spencer held Lucille's hand and left the Horton residence.Initially, Matthew had wanted Lucille to stay for dinner, but if she'd stayed, Spencer would've also wanted to stay. So, in the end, Matthew didn't ask anyone to stay."What did you and Patrick talk about downstairs?" Lucille asked as soon as she got in the car. She'd noticed that Patrick's expression seemed off when she'd left. He rarely looked distracted and gloomy.Spencer fiddled with her fingers and said leisurely, "It's just some stuff between guys."Lucille was at a loss for words, but she explained succinctly, "I just think of Patrick as a brother."Spencer smiled at her words. "I know. After all, I'm better than everyone else. Even a fool would've chosen me."Lucille was rendered speechless again. Spencer had thick skin, but she liked his confidence. This time, she didn't respond to him. Instead, she took out her phone to text someone.…An hour later, Lucille and Spencer had just returned to t