Chapter 984 One Night's Crime

At this time, Lucia had already returned home, and she was a little surprised to see that Arthur was also at home just after entering the door. "Arthur, why are you at home?" Didn't he say that there was a party tonight? Passing the coat to the maid, Lucia came to Arthur's side step by step, and leaned softly into his arms. "Why does it still smell like blood?" Arthur frowned as he stretched out his hand to circle Lucia. "Nia is seriously injured, and I smell of blood after just being in the car with her for a while. She's a bit pitiful." Lucia also wrinkled her nose and smelled her arm, as if she really still smelled a little. "It's her fault. What's she so pitiful about?" Arthur said indifferently. Lucia thought it was true, so she quietly leaned against Arthur, with a faint smile on her lips. "Met Lauren?" Arthur asked suddenly. As soon as Lucia looked up, she saw Arthur's hawk eyes staring at her, and couldn't help laughing. "It turns out that you went home early and waited