***LIAM'S POV***
Lucas storms out, every line of his body rigid. I exchange a worried glance with Lucien.
"Lucas, wait up," Lucien calls after him, swiftly moving to catch up. I follow closely behind, feeling a mix of curiosity and concern for what might transpire next.
In the hallway, Lucien managed to stop Lucas, placing a hand gently on his shoulder to halt his progress.
"What's your plan? Where are you marching to?" Lucien asked in a calm tone, attempting to defuse the brewing storm.
Lucas turned to face Lucien, clenching his tightly. "Isn't it obvious?" he spat, his frustration evident in his voice.
"I'm going to get Camilla to tell us what she knows about those people. I know she's hiding something."
"Are you sure she knows anything?" Lucien questions, his expression searchin
