Lucas knew better than anyone that even if these men were acting under Richard and Catherine's orders, they would not dare to actually lay hands on him. But the moment the words left his mouth, the window of the black Beast rolled down. Richard's cold, stern profile appeared. He did not even glance at Lucas. His voice was flat and hard. "Get him in the car."
"Father." Lucas felt his heart drop. The sense of being controlled, of having no say over his own life, ignited a fierce anger inside him. But he could not fight Richard. He pressed his lips into a tight line and lowered his stance. "Father, I am begging you. I will come home tomorrow. Just give me some time to settle things here. I cannot just disappear without a word."
Richard finally looked at him. His eyes were cold and dismissiv
