CHAPTER 1

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"I'm getting worried about seeing Lucas' behavior, "said the middle-aged woman, talking to her son.  "Right, what should I do if he hasn't found the woman he wants?"  "Then find out if it's still not the time for you to make everything possible. I won't give up his rights to the company if he isn't married either."  Her annoyance made her leave in front of her son, who had been a widower for a long time.  On a sunny day, a young man in his twenties was walking coolly. He wore a formal shirt with a cohesive step. A sturdy body, with its distinctive white skin. The scent of the perfume he was wearing made some people that passed next to him immediately attracted and it was difficult to distract. Lucas Chelis, that's his name. A young man in his twenties who holds the status as the son of a wealthy and highly respected businessman.  That afternoon, Lucas intended to go to a nearby cafe. Incidentally, he parked in the cafe yard, side by side with a car belonging to a woman who happened to park in the same place. Their meeting happened by accident, making it difficult for Lucas' gaze to be taken away.  "Hi!" who was that woman.  Lucas stopped in his tracks. The glasses covering his two beautiful eyes opened slowly. He glanced briefly, to see who had called him that afternoon.   "Hey!" Lucas replied with further ado.   His position changed. Now, Lucas entered the cafe area and set his feet there. It took about a few minutes, until Lucas found the right place, of course, accompanied by two women at the same table with him.  "Sorry I'm late. Didn't you guys say you'd be here in two hours?" Lucas asked in surprise. He held back his smile.   "We can't possibly delay the time to meet you. You are very special, Lucas. You are special and expensive," answered one of the women there.  The three of them finished their conversation. After that, Lucas played with his hands, intending to summon a maid that was standing and serving some guests that had also arrived at that time.  "Excuse me!"   The servant came. Without that, Lucas immediately ordered food and handed the menu book to the two women in front of him.   "You choose what you want. Let me pay for it. Don't worry. Enjoy it!"  The two of them couldn't resist the kindness of Lucas, who treated him like a queen.   "Dessert."  "The most expensive coffee in this cafe. Thank you."   They were silent for a moment. After silence, they spoke again. Here, Lucas tries to lighten the mood with his habit of being close to women.  "Are you sure you just ordered that? Say it if you want. No need to worry about paying. That's my business."  "Already. I'm still full. Maybe that's more than enough."  "Yeah the same. I'm still full too. Maybe juice can accompany me, huh."  They stared at each other for a moment, then both smiled at each other. It wasn't something new for Lucas to get used to like this. Who doesn't know his name? It's not just about the figure, because from the name, people can think of a glimpse of him. Not a few of them didn't know Lucas, especially a woman. They compete to change themselves and make themselves perfect, in order to attract Lucas as her lover. Many even think that being a mistress is the best job, when having Lucas becomes an impossible and impossible answer.  "Isn't there a vacancy for us to be your maid of honor for one night?"   Lucas choked. He kept his food down and looked deeply at the two female figures.  "For now, not yet. But I definitely need you guys to accompany me in my nighttime."  "You're right? As soon as possible, yes. Make me your one-night woman."  Stupid and senseless request. However, that is the reality. How many women are so attracted to him? "Where are you from?" someone asked as Lucas arrived in the doorway.   With a heavy heart, the young man answered. His gaze looks angry and he tries to avoid it.  "Usual. Get together with friends."   "Where? Is that true?"   Lucas sighed. He turned around and stopped in his tracks when his grandmother Interrogated him like this.   "What's the matter, Grandma? Do you have anything to do with grandma asking me questions like this? Only a five-year-old child is asked questions like this by his family. Not I. A young man in his twenties."  Lucas was a man in his late twenties, to be exact.   "You fought grandma? Do you think wrong?"  "Wrong!"    Lucas left the place. He entered the room and slammed the door hard.  Lucas did not end there. Someone is secretly watching, namely Lucas' own father, who has been standing in the doorway of the room for a while and watching his son's movements.  "That child is getting more and more disrespectful day by day. How can I change it for the better?"  You shouldn't have to think long to find out the answer. Lucas' weak point is only inheritance and shares. When it comes to treasures, Lucas will be at the forefront and dominate everything. So.   A family gathering happened to them. Lucas, who had not left the room for the past four hours, seemed to be walking towards the kitchen. The steps lead to the dining table.  "Did you feel hungry at the end too? Good. I purposely didn't allow the housekeeper to deliver the dishes to your room."  Lucas glared at his father. He looked away and continued his walking.   "But it's good if you remember to eat. So, now it's just a matter of finding the right time to have a conversation with me. Can you?"    A statement that is difficult to interpret. However, Lucas was reluctant to have many more helpers. As soon as possible, he must resolve the problem with his father.   "Finish your meal. After that we can talk. Six eyes. There's grandma too."  "I'm done eating. Can we talk now?"  True statement. Some time ago, Lucas had already devoured rice. The purpose of leaving the room is to look at the outside and check the food in the refrigerator. When playing games, Lucas really needs a lot of snacks so that the process continues to be fully supported.  "Okay. If that's your choice, we'll do it now."  Everyone had gathered at their intended place. There were only three people there, including Lucas, who was the topic of his father and grandmother's words.  "I know, you're an adult. So, at a time like this, it's appropriate to go to a more serious level."    Lucas pretended not to know and asked, "What do you mean? I don't understand," Lucas replied.  "You want Daddy's shares? Just answer for sure. No need to cover if everything is clear and answered."  "Of course, I want those shares. How could a Lucas refuse such a valuable treasure?"  At first, the father was still ordinary. However, his terms and conditions made the atmosphere stiff for a moment.  "Yes, if you accept it, all the shares will be yours."  This took Lucas by surprise. His eyes are perfectly rounded. 
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