My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 1173

Chapter 1173 Remember Him

This statement might sound polite, but in reality, it was clearly an attempt to intimidate Lucas.

A glint flickered in Ashlyn's eyes. Without the orders from this middle-aged man, how could these men in black possibly suggest such a thing as a body search? But if Lucas truly loses his temper, he will be compromising his own dignity and reputation.

Lucas looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his face expressionless. There was not even a hint of emotion in his eyes.

He exuded an aura that sent chills down one's spine. The middle-aged man felt his heart clench, a chill slowly rising from his back.

However, he gritted his teeth, stubbornly holding on.

This time, there was a mishap with the new energy project. Although he seemed to be pleading with Lucas on the surface, he didn't want to constantly be oppressed by Lucas because of this matter.

He also wanted to seize control; otherwise, in the future, Lucas might think that he couldn't do without Section Six.

That would be too bad.

After a while, Lucas slowly raised his hand, signaling Spencer to put away his gun.

His voice, cool and detached, resonated in the air. “Mr. Lacey, your unique way of welcoming us is indeed an eye-opener for me.”

Sloan Lacey's expression shifted slightly, but he maintained the smile on his face. With a chuckle, he said, “Mr. Nolan, there's no need for further pleasantries. Please come in.”

He turned to the side and made an inviting gesture.

Ashlyn cast a glance at Sloan, whose face was filled with smiles. This Mr. Lacey is incredibly cunning and crafty.

She then glanced at the arrogant men in black who had been so high and mighty earlier. They were all hanging their heads, looking very obedient and well-behaved.

Do they take Lucas for a fool? Ashlyn was one hundred percent certain that the so-called body search was arranged by Sloan.

Feeling quite uncomfortable standing at the side, Leroy also hurriedly said politely, “Mr. Nolan, please come in!”

He was sweating bullets, for it was just too torturous.

He felt so tormented that he could hardly breathe.

The matter of new energy was something he had always been coordinating with the people from Section Six.