Chapter 450

Landry family. Locked in his room by force, Lucas had barely gotten out of bed before crashing to the floor. His leg was a mess—every small move sent pain shooting up his spine. With a darkened expression, Lucas dragged himself to the door and banged on it. "Open the door!" Silence. Frustrated, he pounded it again, voice low and strained. "I'm starving. Open it." Soon enough, the housekeeper came by with food. As the door opened, Lucas instinctively tried to step outside—but even the thought of putting weight on his leg made his vision blur. He couldn't believe Sabrina actually barred him from seeing a doctor. She'd lost it. This was her old trick—punish him until he gave in, then toss him crumbs to keep him in line. Emotional blackmail wrapped in "motherly love." Lucas let out a sharp, dry laugh. Did she really think he was some naive toddler? "I need a phone," he told the housekeeper. She glanced around nervously. "Young master, maybe you could just… apologize to madam? You know how