My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Freya stood still with an unpleasantly cold face. She looked serious and unrelenting. Showing no signs of respect, she then answered, "No. I'm her senior."

Lucas playfully raised his eyebrow and spread out his hands. "Oh there's no need for you to be like that."

"Technically speaking, I am Arianna's aunt. Didn't anyone teach you how to speak to your elders?"

"Oh, yeah?" Lucas wasn't backing down either. Instead, he took another step forward. He suddenly became flirty. "How about we find some time alone and work on that together?" "What do you think you are doing?!"

Before she could reply, someone suddenly rushed over and pushed Lucas away.

Unable to avoid that person in time, Lucas swerved his body and bumped into the table next to him. The table and chairs crashed together, creating a lot of noise in the restaurant. Luckily his men caught him in time and brought him back up on his feet.

I had broken out into a cold sweat and noticed the man who was being encircled by the other men.

It was Cyril Zimmer.

His outfit, however, looked very odd. He was in a white suit, had a red bow tie on his collar, pink lips and white teeth. He looked like he had make-up on. He looked like he had walked straight out of a fairytale story.

He also had a boutonniere pinned onto his chest.

What the... Was he getting married?

"Sh*t, where did you come from you b*stard? How dare you touch me?" Lucas was so angry that his chest was heaving dramatically and his dark eyes were wide open.

to him were itching to start a fight. How dare this guy talk to their

stir at the restaurant.

he was dressed, he was behaving arrogantly and spoke sarcastically. "You're not welcome here in Zuckerberg. I'm warning you. You'd better leave our women alone, otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences, and I don't think you're up for a

right?" Lucas responded as though he had heard a joke. He pointed at himself and

faded as his sentence trailed off.

wasn't a pushover. His face tightened and he was about to fight

"No! Stop! Stop!"

pulled the two men

comfort Lucas. "This isn't the place for a fight. You'll have to

without first understanding what had happened. It was obvious that he was being biased towards

felt fearless. He shook

at Lucas provocatively. He had a look that seemed to say, "What can you even

in anger, pulled him upwards, and shouted, "He

on his face trembled fiercely as he spoke. It looked

down, sir. If you

wasn't the manager's first time dealing with this kind of situation. This was hy he sounded firm and seemed to already know what

dared not open his eyes. Maybe it was because I've

thoughts, Lucas slapped the manager on

heard the crisp sound of the slap. "Lucas! That's