Lucas's aura was not something that ordinary people could withstand.
Even Flynn, who had been working for Lucas for a long time, felt a sudden chill down his spine. He frantically lowered his head and said, "Lucas, don't worry. I will let my actions do the talking!"
Lucas had merely given Flynn a hint. Seeing that he had caught it, Lucas stood up and walked toward the door. "In the next ten days, complete the handover of your duties in the Solar Corporation and take care of your remaining affairs. I'm leaving now."
When he walked to the door, Lucas suddenly remembered that the front end of his Jaguar was badly damaged and deformed. Although it was still drivable, it was quite an eyesore that didn't fit well with the scenery of the city.
"Get someone to send my car in for repairs and find me a temporary replacement car." Lucas tossed the key of his Jaguar onto the table.