"Hey, old man, last time you ran away. I've been looking for you for so long, and now I find you here. This time, you can't escape, can you?" Marcel stepped forward, blocking the way with a threatening stance.
This broke-ass guy got away last time; this time, he was definitely going to cough up some money.
Perfect timing, Harley got new models, and he was short on cash.
Yet, Lukas completely ignored these two; they were just kids to him.
He cast a cold glance at Alyssa, who was standing behind him. She seemed unwilling to look him in the eye, likely feeling guilty.
"Alyssa, don't you have anything to say to me?" Lukas's voice was cold.
With her arms crossed and eyes evasive, Alyssa said, "I... What is there to say? It's not entirely my fault. Your daughter was running around everywhe
