"Lucas, I am already starting to have second thoughts," expressed Violet nervously. Her face was still a sickly pallor.
Lucas placed his hand on her shoulder encouragingly.
"We can't back out now, Violet. And it's not as though we are doing anything life-threatening. Also, how would the Alpha know if we don't tell him about it?" Lucas arched his brows.
Violet nodded, thinking he had a point.
"That should be his car," Violet voiced out, pointing towards a navy blue car. "Well, technically, my car since it was purchased with my money."
When Violet learned the hotel was near to the hospital, her pleading, expectant eyes turned to Lucas, waiting for him to cook up his devious plan. The thought of being able to cause more damage on to Mathew made her feel satisfied.
Lucas suggested vandalism.