Chapter 137
"Get your hand off her!"
Lucas's voice rang out harshly from the side.
What pushed him past the edge was seeing Julian wrapping an arm around Claire, the two of them standing so close like it was nothing. Reflexively, he reached out to slap Julian’s hand away.
But the second his fingers brushed Julian’s, they were flicked off coldly. "Mr. Bennett, don't touch me. Learn some boundaries."
Lucas froze. “…Seriously? Who even wants to touch you?”
Claire shot Lucas a glare, full of embarrassment and frustration, then turned on her heel and left without another word.
Outside, Michael was waiting next to a white van.
Today had been a mess—they’d already switched cars three times; once out in the countryside and again coming back for pickup.
Claire didn’t waste a second and jumped into the van.
Meanwhile, Lucas shamelessly tried to follow her in, like he hadn’t just threatened her over that stupid apology letter earlier.
Yeah, not even trying to hide his mood swings at this point.
But Julian st

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