Chapter 35 Thank you, my hero!

A pair of slender legs, wrapped in straight trousers, stepped out of the car first. Then, a chill breeze greeted, yet it was oddly refreshing.

The newcomer had a cold and aloof demeanor, with tightly pursed lips and sharp eyes that seemed to pierce through one's soul, making people inexplicably tremble with fear.

Lambert got out of the car and slowly walked towards Lydia. His icy gaze fell on Ron like a knife, and his cold voice carried an air of undeniable authority.

"Let her go!"

Ron's heart skipped a beat. The intense pressure made his legs tremble, but he still mustered the courage to face Lambert head-on. "Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"

Lambert narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze lowering, his deep eyes glancing at Ron. "Do you know who you're talking to?"

Ron felt his hair stand on end. The intense anger in the man's eyes seemed to indicate that he could send Ron to his grave with just a look!

He clenched his fists, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He was sho