CHAPTER 9: His Protection Was Incredibly Powerful

  I looked up at the hand gripping Chloe's wrist and saw Lucas.

  He was dressed sharply today in a crisp white shirt, tailored slacks, and spotless black leather shoes. The clean and polished look made him even more striking.

  "Being a mistress with such arrogance is truly something," Lucas said in a calm, measured tone. "But when you're throwing accusations about shamelessness, did it never occur to you that wearing the mistress label means you've lost all shame yourself?"

  Though his voice remained steady and composed, his words hit with the force of a hammer.

  Lucas released Chloe with a light push, but it was enough to make her stagger back several steps before Daniel caught her.

  Daniel, red with anger, pointed a trembling finger at Lucas. "This is my family matter. It's none of your business!"

  "It absolutely is."