His Eagle Eyes on Me

The room was dim, and Irene could hear the faint sounds of a combat video game.

"Mr. Lucas, why are you still awake?" Irene looked at Lucas, who was playing his game while lying on his stomach on the bed, and she was very confused. "Your father might be returning today—" "He returned last night," said Lucas lazily. "Don't worry. It's all over now." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Irene stared at him in disbelief. She approached him. "Your father was not angry?"

"What's it got to do with me whether he's angry or not?" Lucas' tone was calm, and he said, "I'm hungry. Go make me some pasta."

"Alright. I'll make it right away." Irene did not realize what was different about Lucas.

After she left his bedroom, she immediately went to the kitchen to make him some pasta.

Ten minutes later, she entered the bedroom with a bowl of fresh pasta and placed it on his nightstand.

"Mr. Lucas, why didn't you close the door? You'll usually close the door when you're in your room."

"I didn't close it simply because I'm too lazy to do so. Carry on with your work! You don't need to look after me." Lucas placed his phone down. "Close the door behind you."

his room and closed

a blink of an eye, it

the Main Block. Usually, the ingredients of the day would already be purchased and brought

entered the kitchen

night, didn't you? It's because of you that Mr. Lucas beat Mr. Frankie up,

mansion, so she knew everything that had happened after Mr. Woods

Woods

him to a pulp. It was truly

her words, Irene turned

his stomach. Mr. Woods

that he

she wiped

straight toward Lucas'

the door and opened the door

saw her coming in.

beaten you up." With tears in her eyes, Irene walked to the bed