"Lucas Scott, what the hell are you doing? What does Christoph Gibson have to do with it? If you have the guts, go find Sheldon Yale!" Ella Jackson stood up from the sofa, and couldn't help but speak out as she looked at the uncontrollably furious Lucas Scott.
At her words, Lucas Scott turned his head and glared at her, and Ella's momentum faltered instantaneously.
The next second, Collins Aiden protected her and raised an eyebrow towards Lucas Scott.
"If you're here to help, we welcome you, but if you're here to assign blame, you'd better think about how to rescue Molly first."
"Of course I will rescue Molly! If Sheldon Yale dares touch a single hair on her head, I swear I will shred him into a million pieces!" Lucas Scott's face, twisted with a wicked air, was suffused with an unprecedented grimness.
He seemed like an Asura that had emerged from hell, ready to kill gods if they crossed his path and demons if they stood against him.
