He was still refusing to give up; he just wanted to confirm one thing.
Was the heiress to the Grant family really his Vanessa?
"We have already established contact with the woman in question. She stated explicitly that she does not know you and has never been to Savannah. Citizens have a legal right to privacy, and she has the right to refuse participation in an irrelevant investigation. We have no authority to issue a mandatory summons."
Never been to Savannah...
Was he really just imagining things?
It seemed he had to go back and force the truth out of Silas Sterling.
The startup capital Silas gave him years ago, and the relentless support over the years—was it all truly orchestrated by Vanessa behind the scenes?
What kind of relationship did they actually have?
Given Silas's immense status and power today, why would he be so accommodating and polite to an orphaned girl?
He couldn't wait another minute.
Walking out of the precinct, Lucas immediately ordered Harrison to book a flight back to Savannah.
Chloe had genuinely believed that since Lucas couldn't find Vanessa in Sterling City, he wouldn't leave so easily.
Even as she boarded the return flight, she couldn't quite believe it was real.
Staring at the devastatingly handsome man resting with his eyes closed next to her, a wave of wild ecstasy surged in her chest.
Had Lucas finally realized it was over?
Had he finally given up on Vanessa?
Lucas kept his eyes shut, but his mind obsessively replayed the scene he had walked in on that night.
Vanessa, held intimately in another man's arms, sharing a deep, passionate kiss.
His handsome face was set like solid ice, so dark it looked ready to unleash a storm.
The moment the plane landed, he had Harrison put Chloe in a cab to send her home.
"Luke..."
Watching the man's uncompromising back as he walked away, Chloe instinctively tried to chase after him.
Lucas didn't even look back. He sharply yanked open his car door, slid into the seat, and the vehicle shot off like a bullet, leaving her in the dust.
Silas had blocked his number, making him unreachable. Lucas drove straight to the Sterling mansion.
A servant went inside to announce him.
"Mr. Sterling, there is a Mr. Lucas Lowery at the door demanding to see you."
"He said if you won't see him, he'll wait outside until you do."
Dressed in dark loungewear, Silas slowly walked over to the window, gently swirling the liquor in his glass. Peering through the gap in the curtains, he immediately spotted the ramrod-straight figure standing outside his gates.
He indifferently pulled his gaze away and downed his drink in one shot.

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