Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 438

Lucas stared at me. He squinted his eyes, then suddenly laughed and said disdainfully, "It seems like if I don't leave with you today, you guys won’t give up."

Gregory remained silent.

Seeing this, Lucas walked toward us. Inch held him back, frowning. "Sir."

Lucas did not seem to care and reassured Inch, saying, "Don't worry."

Then he walked over to us and stood in front of Idris. These two men were almost the same height and had very similar body builds, but their auras were entirely different. Idris was elegant and aloof, while Lucas exuded a cold and seductive charm.

"Mr. Young, it's been a long time," Lucas said, but his gaze was fixed on me.

Idris raised his eyes slightly, his tall frame subtly blocking his view of me. His voice was low and restrained as he replied, "It's been a while indeed, Lucas."

He did not call him Charlie. He addressed him as Lucas.

Lucas squinted his eyes but did not say anything. Instead, he looked at me and reached out his hand.

I furrowed my brows, but I hesitated because of the warning gaze he had given me earlier. What was he up to?

He held my hand, and Idris, who was standing beside me, quickly pulled me away. Lucas probably had not expected such a strong reaction from Idris. His face darkened for a moment, but he seemed ready to reach for me again.

However, before he could do so, a gunshot rang out. In an instant, we all turned our heads to locate the source of the noise. I had not even realized what was happening when I was abruptly pulled into someone's arms, crashing into a broad chest.

"Hissss!" The man took in a sharp breath, and I was startled. I soon realized that the person shielding me was Lucas, and it took me a few seconds to fully comprehend the situation.

Before I could think any further, a sharp and haughty female voice spoke up, "Charlie, even now, you're still protecting this wretched woman."

It was Yara, and she was holding a gun, her arrogance as palpable as ever. Standing beside her was an older man, somewhat overweight, with a fierce and ruthless appearance. He squinted at us. Upon seeing that Lucas had been injured while protecting me, he stopped Yara, who was about to fire another shot.