Lucas feigned ignorance, his sharp eyebrows quirking slightly.
"Supervise what?" he asked, a hint of playful mockery curling at the corners of his lips. Beauty was furious.
She kicked his sturdy calf with all her might, only to find his leg as unyielding as steel.
The impact sent a sharp pain shooting through her foot, forcing her to gasp and quickly pull it back.
Before she could steady herself, she was swept into a warm embrace.
In an instant, her feet left the ground as he lifted her effortlessly into his arms.
Startled, she trembled and stared at him with wide eyes.
"Y-you... what are you doing?
This is the office!
Even if you want to make Grandma and Grandpa happy, you... you shouldn't do it here."
Her voice trembled with fear, her face turning pale. "That matter can wait until tonight—we'll take our time to enjoy it then.
Right now, I just want to hold you for a while.
The company has been busy lately, and I've neglected you."
