After Lucas Morgan and Lily Grant left, they maintained a one-behind-the-other formation, walking on the street.
At this moment, it was right during the peak hours of the Royal City’s night streets, with people and cars passing by, the lights bright, and an unstoppable bustling atmosphere.
Lucas Morgan walked in front, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and one hand in his pants pocket, giving off a somewhat lazy aura that caused passersby to steal several glances at him.
After all, in this era, there’s always a preference for beautiful faces, and Lucas Morgan’s face was exceptionally good.
Seven parts exquisite, three parts enchanting.
Lily Grant followed behind him, walking a bit slowly, occasionally looking up to watch him.
Ahead, the lights were dim and shadowy; his silhouette carried a tinge of sadness.
Lily Grant felt that tonight she had won against Chloe Grant.
Although those beggars didn’t succeed, before Lily Grant planned this, she was already 80% sure that it wouldn’t work.
She wasn’t a fool. If it had succeeded, regardless of whether there was evidence proving it was Lily Grant who orchestrated it, she’d still be blamed indirectly for what happened to Chloe Grant.
Not mentioning others, Lucas Morgan wouldn’t be completely unbiased towards her, let alone protect her. That would be a loss outweighing the gain.
The best way to hurt Chloe Grant is through Lucas Morgan, isn’t it?
Lily Grant suddenly let out a cold laugh. Chloe Grant, since childhood, you’ve always competed with me. Since childhood, you’ve always been better than me. Your fate is even better than mine, even got blessed with a favorable match through your father’s connections with the Morgan family, turning from a mere nobody into a princess.
We were born the same, so why should you live better than me?
Didn’t Chloe Grant love Lucas Morgan like crazy? Then Lily Grant will really drive you crazy!
Let Chloe Grant see how Lucas Morgan protects her, how he’s loving with her, how he puts her above all!
Lily Grant slightly raised her head, thinking about Chloe Grant’s look of despair and hurt when she saw Lucas Morgan today. Her heart felt thrilled, satisfied, that feeling of being on the victory podium—delightful overwhelming.
The only thing unsettling Lily Grant was how that person could protect Chloe Grant like that.
What right does Chloe Grant have to be defended by such a high and mighty person, even causing him to act?
Lily Grant initially had an attitude of a victor, but then her entire face darkened, a fire burning inside her with no way to release, her gaze turning venomous.
Chloe Grant, just you wait, this is only the beginning. I’ll make it impossible for you to stay with the Morgan family!
Just as Lily Grant displayed this venomous, war-declaring expression, Lucas Morgan in front halted his steps, prompting Lily Grant to quickly retract her expression, turning back to a weak and innocent guise.
She lowered her head, trying to appear sad and guilty, contemplating various unhappy things.
So when Lucas Morgan turned around, he saw her with her head down, looking lost and sorrowful.
This appearance... resembled Chloe about 80%...
Lucas Morgan removed the burnt-out cigarette butt, extinguished it on the trash can, then walked over to Lily Grant, pulling her into his arms.
"I’m sorry, you’ve been wronged," he said in a low voice, his gaze involuntarily looking ahead.
In his mind was the image of Chloe Grant’s desperate and sad look.
But the next second, Lucas Morgan lowered his head again, focusing on embracing Lily Grant.
"I should be the one apologizing for putting you in a difficult position," Lily Grant softly said, tears effortlessly coming forth as she tightly clung to Lucas Morgan, "I won’t do such things again in the future, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
By the end, she was sobbing uncontrollably.