Lucas Hughes froze up completely, nearly wetting himself on the spot.
He stood there trembling from head to toe, his legs shaking so hard it was as if they might give out, not daring to even turn his head around.
Terrified that Alexander Johnson might suddenly change his mind, send someone over, and chop him to pieces.
"Lucas Hughes, the young lady has spoken. Come with us."
It was only when he heard those words from behind him that Lucas finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't Alexander; turns out it was Selene Wilson.
But no matter what, anything was better than Alexander Johnson.
Earlier, Lucas had been absolutely frightened out of his wits by Alexander.
As for Selene Wilson, Lucas felt she was unlikely to use any truly ruthless methods, being a woman and all.
"Alright."
He nodded and immediately followed the people Selene Wilson had sent, getting into the car without hesitation.
About thirty minutes later, Lucas was taken to the front of a villa.
"You're here!"
