Chapter 38: The Vinegar King Goes Online

Lucas felt the people on the photo more harsh after Amelia Morgan’s reminded. The handsome eyes, which had been cold, became more and more gloomy and inky. The eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his hand on one side tightened slightly. There was a chill smell all over him. It was like a hair-trigger. Amelia Morgan was joy secretly in the heart, but deliberately carefully comforted, “Lucas, please don't mind, maybe it is a misunderstanding. Although Evelyn used to go crazy about fooling around,...