Olivia’s POV
The voice on the phone was painfully familiar.
It was Aria.
Even through the cold, distorted signal, I recognized her immediately.
Lucas froze for a fraction of a second, then turned and strode toward the exit without hesitation.
“Lucas, where are you going?” Evelyn rushed after him, her instincts clearly screaming that something was slipping out of her control. She grabbed his arm tightly. “Don’t go.”
He didn’t even look back.
“Please,” she said, her voice suddenly trembling. “Help me. As long as I become the heir, I’ll promote you. I’ll make sure you have power—everything you want.”
Lucas kept walking, his steps fast and determined. He didn’t spare her a glance.
The message mattered more than anything else.
“Lucas, don’t go!” Evelyn cried, running after him. “If yo
