Chapter 63

"What's going on? Why is everybody crowding around here?" A sharp, angry voice echoed through the hallway as Lucas strode over, his face dark. The reporters instantly made way. After all, gossip was their job, and this was gold—real estate tycoon Lucas catching his wife tangled up with four guys? That's headline material. Cameras ready, they waited for his explosive reaction. Lucas sensed something was off, but before he could ask, the muffled, obscene noises from the room floated out into the otherwise quiet corridor. He froze for a second, then marched straight in. And there it was—a woman in bed with four men. Absolutely revolting. Two more guys were passed out on the floor in pools of blood. The whole scene was a mess. "Amelia!" Lucas exploded, yelling like he was about to lose it. "You filthy woman! After all these years, you're still nothing but trash!" He stormed up, grabbed the woman's hair, and yanked hard—only to see her face clearly. "Sophia?" His voice cracked in disbelief.