Snot and tears smeared all over Lucas Scott's shirt as her little head leaned against his shoulder, and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
Lucas Scott's body stiffened in an instant.
The naive words of the little princess were like an invisible hand, touching his icy heart, peeling away his tough exterior, leaving nothing but softness.
He held her soft little body, with her cries echoing in his ears.
For the first time, someone didn't want him to be the wicked person because they were worried they wouldn't like him anymore.
How could there be such a pure and kind little angel in this world...
"Mister Scott, haven't you always wanted to lead the Scott Family to surpass the Yale Family in the business community's status? Now is a golden opportunity. Sheldon Yale has gone mad in his pursuit of power, and even if we cooperate with Chester Yale, we can't get better terms..."
The assistant urged anxiously from the side.
