The dinner had gone off without a hitch, catching Ethan and Lone Wolf off guard.
They spent over an hour eating, and even as Ethan walked out of Lachlan with Lone Wolf, he still felt a bit dazed.
Just as they settled into the car sent by Lachlan's staff, a black Maybach pulled out of Lachlan.
Lorcan was seated inside seriously, his eyes fixed on something outside, with Laurence beside him.
"Well." Lorcan sneered, raising an eyebrow at Laurence. "Ethan's ahead of us, isn't he?"
Laurence snorted. "What a loser—a boss with no car of his own."
Lorcan rubbed his bald head and flashed a wicked grin. "This Maybach is due for a crash!"
He kicked the driver. "Step on it! Give them a show."
The Maybach's engine roared to life, surging forward like a beast.
Meanwhile, back in Lachlan, Lucas
