With his lips pursed, his usually cold expression appeared frostier with his bloodshot eyes.
When his gaze fell upon Ashlyn, he stared at her coldly as if she was a stranger.
Ashlyn was jolted in response. Did he believe Claire when she told him I was responsible for her death?
âWhen we returned from Paris, I promised my parents that I would take good care of her. I didnât expectâ¦â Lucas couldnât continue his sentence.
Just when Ashlyn wanted to hug him, he had already pulled her into his arms. He muttered softly, âDonât be afraid⦠donât be afraid.â
Feeling a bitterness in her throat, she was surprised to see him console her even at such a moment.
Since when was I, Ashlyn Berry, ever afraid?
She gritted her teeth. âI⦠Iâm sorry for your loss.â
With that, she turned to leave. She initially wanted to explain what happened at the café. But, she felt that it would only make things worse. Hence, it was better for him to calm down first before they talked.
Nevertheless, she felt that there was more to the matter than it met the eyes as Claireâs sudden death didnât seem to be just an accident.
As Lucas watched Ashlynâs silhouette disappear, his resolve strengthened. Now that Claire is gone, I will have to protect my Honey! I must clear her name.
Despite his solemn expression, his feelings for Ashlyn never wavered. Not now, not ever.
After that, he headed towards the hospitalâs office. âIs the autopsy report out?â
âThe preliminary report is out. Ms. Nolan had a heart attack after being emotionally triggered. However, for more details, we will need further investigation,â the doctor quickly replied when he saw Lucasâ
intimidating presence.
Lucas didnât say anything and left.
In the dead of the night, a private jet slowly landed.
Around ten bodyguards exited from the plane.
Finally, a middle-aged couple emerged. The man had a cold and fearsome demeanor while the lady beside him was expressionless.
The man coldly instructed, âTo the hospital.â
âYes, Sir.â
With the bodyguards leading the way, they entered a Lincoln Limousine that was already waiting.
The black Lincoln sped furiously to the hospital and arrived in half an hour.
Franklin wore a black jacket as he stood in front of Lucas.
âDadâ¦â Lucas had only begun to spoke when a heavy slap landed on his cheek.
With a terrifying expression, Franklinâs gaze looked like it belonged to a demon that had just crawled out of hell.
âLucas, is this how you care for my daughter? Grace is dead because of you and now Claire. What did the Nolan family ever do to you for you to take my daughtersâ lives? No matter what, we were the ones who brought you up. Is this how you repay me?â
Franklin was filled with rage as he berated Lucas harshly.
Lucas lowered his head and squinted his eyes but couldnât even utter a word.
âWhen you were chased out by that person, it was me who brought you back to the Nolan family and took care of you. Do you know how Claire died? It was your woman that did her in!â As Franklin raised his hands, a bodyguard handed him some pictures.
Holding the pictures, he then threw them forcefully at Lucas, causing grazes on his face.
âLook closely! My daughter was kneeling in front of your woman. Did she deserve the kind of treatment? What right does your woman have to treat her that way?â Franklin glared coldly at Lucas.
When Lucas saw the pictures, his eyes narrowed. Impossible!
Word by word, he declared, âThere must be someone else involved. My woman would never do such a thing. Even if the whole world says that she did it, I wonât believe it. I only trust her.â
âShe is the one who caused your sisterâs death. Lucas, Iâll be clear with you. She is now my daughterâs killer. If you value her life, you should break up with her. Or else, I canât guarantee what I will do to her.â