Lucas picked up the company seal from the desk and stamped it onto the signature line, his voice icy as he said, "This time, they must pay the price.
There will be no mercy."
"Understood, President.
I'll take my leave now."
The consultant walked out without sparing her a single glance, as if she were invisible.
She couldn't help but think to herself, *He must be a lawyer—his composure is unnerving.*
Once the office door closed again, Beauty finally exhaled deeply, lifting her gaze to meet his.
A faint smile touched her lips as she asked, "Has the matter been resolved?"
"Yes.
But this has nothing to do with you.
It's not your concern."
Lucas's tone was frigid.
He toyed with a pen in his hand, his eyes shifting slightly, their depths unreadable.
Yet the sheer intensity of his presence was overwhelming.
"This time, the S Group won't be able to recover, will they?"
