Chapter 853: Hating Handsome Men

"Arlo Lashbrook!" Martin Lowell's eyes went bloodshot. He ground his teeth and spat out the name like a curse, his voice rising into a near-roar. Arlo Lashbrook was the Lowell family's steward. His standing in the household was extraordinary, not a hair weaker than the inner circle. Hatred flooded Martin's gaze. His fists clenched so tight the veins stood out, and his chest heaved with violent, barely contained emotion. He had never set foot in the Lowell family's estate before, but he would...