Chapter 100

Fabiola said, loudly. “You just had to ruin this evening. Why didn’t you stay exactly where you were?" Lucien rarely stayed at his parents’ house. He was always with Carla. The words of his mother and sister angered him. “Do I need permission to come to my own home? Fabiola, are you even my sister?” Fabiola skimmed her lips and didn't say anything. Grandpa Sullivan turned around and coldly rebuked, "How long has it been since you've been back? Fabiola comes back from school more often than you do." Lucien’s fingers pinched tightly and his shoulders shook slightly. Alma in the end was unable to bear it and said, "Look at you, you look a mess. We have guests tonight. Respect yourself and go freshen up.” Lucien who had been drinking for hours was suddenly sobering up now. It was as if seeing Damon and Aurora had sobered him up. He stared at Damon who was well-dressed, with a sacrosanct temperament. At this moment, Damon’s gaze also fell on him. He looked calm and indifferent. When they lo