Chapter 198

Lucas carried a faint scent of pine that seemed to heighten his masculinity. Evelyn frowned as she lowered her gaze to Lucas' hand, which was gripping her wrist. Just as she was about to insist that she could handle it on her own, Lucas noticed her reaction and said, "Focus on the ball, not on me." Evelyn fell silent. With half of her hand still in his grasp, Lucas swiftly and steadily swung the club. The ball flew straight into the hole. Evelyn quickly stepped out of his range. She turned around with a cold expression and walked back. Lucas shot a sidelong glance at her retreating figure, noticing the cool detachment in her attitude. Mason was the first to spot Lucas aiding Evelyn with her swing. He clicked his tongue and instinctively looked over at Tiffany. Tiffany calmly looked at the ball and then said without changing her expression, "Lucas, you lost. Mason and I got a higher score." Lucas put one hand in his pocket and said calmly, "Alright, I admit defeat." Mason laugh