“Are you crazy!” Lucas yelled at Tracy, staring at the knife. “Drop it this instant!”He moved in front of Heidi, shielding her from Tracy's attack. Tracy, however, acted like a crazy woman. She lunged forward, fighting for a way to get to Heidi.Heidi's eyes widened with shock. Now she believed the girl was not normal in the head.“Let me at her- let me at her!” Tracy screamed. “Lucas Harrison, you will only be mine!”“You're out of your mind!” Lucas grabbed her arm, immobilizing her, his furious eyes throwing daggers at her. “Since when did you turn into a hooligan, Tracy? What are you doing with a knife in your bag?”“Heidi is trouble, Lucas!” Tracy cried. “If I don't kill her, the spell she cast on you will never be broken!”Lucas twisted her wrist, causing the knife to fall off her fingers. He said in a low dangerous voice, his rage tensing up the atmosphere in the room, “For the last time, I will warn you, Tracy! Stay away from this Villa.”“No, no- you can't do this to me.” Tr
“Y-You mean I should die?” Tracy shook her head with disbelief. “No, Lucas. You're only joking. You don't mean it.” “When have I ever joked with you?” Heidi looked from Tracy to Lucas. Unable to bear the tension or the soreness of her feet, she walked away to sit on the couch. “Come back here!” But no one expected the crazy girl to come after her. Raising the knife high in the air, Tracy wanted to attack Heidi again- At that moment, the bodyguards walked in. “Young Master, we heard commotions.” “Get this crazy woman out of this place.” Lucas grabbed Tracy back and pushed her into the bodyguards' hands. “Notify the security man. No one should ever let her step foot here again.” “No! No! Lucas!” Tracy wailed and thrashed as the bodyguards escorted her out after seizing the knife from her hand. “This Villa- This Villa is ours! Please don't do this to me!” Her screams receded shortly, and a peaceful silence descended. Heidi sat on the couch, her heart trembling from almost bei
Lucas looked towards Heidi, knowing she could hear Grandpa's voice because he'd put the call on hands-free.“What girl are you talking about?”“Tracy Carlson, of course! Her family wants to make trouble for us. Will you come to the Mansion tomorrow? Also, bring Heidi along.”Grandpa Winston hung up after that. Heidi's brows furrowed worriedly. What was Tracy up to this time?“Why does Grandpa want us to go together?” “I don't know,” Lucas replied, looking confused as well as mad. “We'll see tomorrow.”“Uh.” Heidi nodded. She drank the water, dabbed her lips with a tissue, and stood up. Lucas hurried after her. “Heidi…” “What is it?” Heidi stopped by the door to the bedroom. Lucas hesitated before speaking, his eyes darting from her to the bedroom's door. “When will you start letting me sleep with you?”“What did you say!?” She exclaimed, almost yelling at him, her eyes furious.“No, I mean, when will you let me sleep in our bedroom?” Lucas rephrased his words. “The study room's
“Skyler Carlson, I never knew you were Tracy's Grandfather.” Grandpa Winston said in a disheartened voice, looking confused, his tone filled with disbelief. “I would have done my best to separate her from my Grandson as early as possible.”“You!” Tracy's grandfather pointed his cane, his hand trembling with anger. “Old Man Winston, I respect you, but it seems you don't value the relationship between us.”“That relationship was not even supposed to exist in the first place.”Tracy's father exchanged glances with his wife. “We are not joking. We will take action if nothing is done about this. Lucas Harrison has to marry Tracy.”“After wasting her youth on him, we can't let him toss her away because he thinks he has fallen for someone else. Our status might not be on par with the Olsens, but you know our family has a deep root in the underground world.”Tracy's grandfather nodded, his stern face contorting into a scowl. “If we have to use force, so be it. We will not bear this humiliati
Tracy's parents left in shame and humiliation.Grandpa Winston breathed out a tired sigh. “You see what you have done, Lucas?” He blamed him. “If you have checked Tracy's background well, you wouldn't be senseless enough to have a relationship with her.”“Grandpa, it's my fault,” Lucas murmured, his fists clenching. “But trust me. That Old Man can't do anything.”“Who are you to say that? You were only a little boy when that crazy man wreaked havoc in this city. He was the great king of the underworld, everyone feared him.”“He has lost his influence, right?” Lucas didn't look fazed. “If he is the rumored mafia king, didn't he spend the last fifty years in prison?”Grandpa Winston stood up and paced back and forth, looking deep in thought. “He spoke so confidently and even threatened this family in my face. His wings must have been cut off, but I fear some gangs still listen to him.”“If he tries anything, we'll have the authorities apprehend him.”“Why should we wait until he tries s
Stella returned to her senses. Overtaken by rage towards Tracy, she seemed to want to spill something. When she realized it, she quickly caught her tongue. Tracy wiped her tears, sobbing dramatically. “I know you are depressed, Stella, but I feel wronged that you think I could do that kind of thing.”The glare did not cease from Stella's eyes. Knowing Tracy might have something to do with her miscarriage, and yet, she couldn't spill it here, she gritted her teeth inside. So it wasn't Lucas's fault.“Yes, I'm depressed,” Stella said past a forced smile. “Tracy, let's go back to Blake's quarters.”Tracy looked hesitant. “M-Maybe some other time. My family are waiting inside the car, I have to-”“Just follow me!” Stella snapped at her. She grabbed Tracy's arm and left the building with her. Grandpa Winston squinted his eyes, watching their departing figures. “Blake, your wife should better not be up to something.”“Dad, you know she's unwell,” Blake said in a defeated tone. “She will
His palms landed on her bare shoulders suddenly and she flinched.Impulsively, Freya hid the gun in a mini compartment under the desk. “What's wrong? getting impatient?” Her voice was barely audible, her expression sullen as she gazed at him through the mirror.“Should I not be?” Steve said, pulling her up to face him, his hands holding her shoulders firmly. Freya trembled and avoided his gaze. “Have you forgotten my condition? My scars haven't healed yet.”While speaking, she wrapped a protective arm around her stomach. The man groaned with impatience and he lifted her dress and stared at the scar on her stomach. “It has been over a week since your operation.”“The Doctor said it'll take more than a month.”“That long?” His eyes darkened. Then he dropped his hands from her shoulders, sighing disappointedly.“Look, Heidi…” He murmured. “There are other ways we can make love.”“Love?” Her eyes clouded with tears. “Is that what you call forcing someone into a marriage?”“Well, do you
Heidi looked from him to the outline of his phone inside his pants pocket.Lucas was acting strange. If it wasn't something that concerned her, why would he hide it from her?“Have you heard from Freya?”It must be the thousandth time Heidi had asked that question today. Yet, the man gave her the same reply.“Not yet. As a spy, Freya has to act unnoticed.”Heidi rubbed her forehead tiredly. “Come on, when will this end?”“Don't worry, I'll speak with her Boss.” Lucas patted her hair, reassuring her. Heidi let out a sigh.After they finished eating, he carefully helped her to her feet.“Hey, stop treating me like a retard. I can walk by myself!”She slapped his hand away and grabbed her bag from the table.Lucas followed closely behind as if he feared she would suddenly fall. “Be careful.”Heidi's irritation grew.“Do you want me to carry you?”Heidi didn't answer him. She brought out a mirror from her bag and checked out her makeup. “No, I look ugly. Why are my cheeks getting puffy?”