The Girl They Ignored Returned as the Woman Seven Men Would Die For novel Chapter 79

Seeing Seraphina in person, her luminous skin seemed to practically glow beneath the sunlight.

Her gaze was vibrant and fluid, infinitely more captivating and spirited than the frozen snapshots online.

Her face was incredibly delicate, and while petite, she carried an undeniable elegance. That small stature only amplified a fragile, magnetic allure that made people instinctually want to protect her...

Lucas's sharp brows pulled into a slight frown as the memory of what she had done to Mika suddenly flashed through his mind.

When he looked at her again, the momentary waver in his eyes had hardened into ice.

Ignoring her entirely, he turned a frigid glare onto the stable hand who had run over with her.

"How exactly do you do your job?"

His voice was frighteningly calm, yet it carried the crushing, inherent authority of someone born to rule.

The stable hand's heart plummeted.

While this estate belonged to the Lowen family, the Lancasters were their most honored guests, and Lucas was Quincy's close friend.

In circles like this, offending a VIP guest was often far more deadly than offending the owner.

The forty-year-old man trembled under the oppressive weight of the young heir's glare, stammering frantically.

"Mr. Lancaster, I swear I don't know how this happened! No one has ridden this horse in a week, and I tied the lead rope securely myself, I swear..."

"I have no interest in excuses." Lucas's gaze turned somber. "Save that garbage for Quincy."

People at the top only cared about results.

Regardless of the process, the fact was that a horse had slipped its tether, gone feral, and nearly dealt a fatal blow to someone who was barely out of the hospital.

Hearing his merciless response, the older man's eyes welled with tears, and he immediately began to beg.

"Please, Mr. Lancaster, I'm begging you, please don't tell my boss! If he finds out, I'll be fired on the spot. I promise I'll double-check every knot and lock every stall from now on! I swear it'll never happen again!"

But Lucas had never been a bleeding heart.

He strode past the man back to the stands, picking up his fallen denim jacket and slapping off the dirt.

However, the moment his eyes caught a muddy hoofprint stamped across the fabric, he frowned in disgust and tossed the jacket straight into the trash can next to the bleachers.

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