"What's the rush? You'll find out soon enough," Lucas replied coolly, his deep, magnetic voice laced with indifference.

Sophia's sense of dread intensified.

Suddenly, she stood up, saying, "If you two have things to discuss, I'll just leave."

She quickly headed for the door, but before she could reach it, she was met by five or six disheveled men being escorted in by the bodyguards. Each man looked filthier than the last, with some even covered in unsightly warts, making the sight revolting.

The bodyguards blocked her path. "Miss Winter, the matter isn't over yet. You can't leave."

Sophia's face paled as she eyed the men. "What are you planning to do?"

The bodyguards didn't answer. Instead, they pushed her back into the room and shut the door behind her.

steady herself—and fell to the ground. Panic spread across her face as she looked up at Lucas,

gave a signal, and a bodyguard approached Sophia with a small bottle. He grabbed her by the chin and forced

Sophia struggled, but she was no match for the bodyguard. Half the bottle's contents went

her as she gasped, "What did you make me drink?

looked down at her with cold,

repeatedly plotted against her, yet

I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I'll never do it again, I swear. Please, forgive me. I promise, I'll stay

deep, unbearable itch spread from within Sophia's body, and she immediately realized it was from whatever she had just been forced to drink. "Lucas, I'm sorry, I truly am..." Sophia's voice was filled

Lucas stepped back, his expression

her inside,"

wave of the bodyguard's hand, the disheveled

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