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    Lucas inhaled deeply, saying nothing. After a moment, he reluctantly epted the situation, his face still clouded with irritation. He slid out of bed, put on his slippers, and strode toward the door.


    With a quick twist of the knob, he yanked the door open, his voice sharp with annoyance. “What do you want?”


    His tone was biting, his demeanor unmistakably hostile.


    Margie stood outside the door, visibly startled by Lucas’ harsh words and stormy expression. She flinched slightly but quickly held out her phone, saying, “Mr. rk, it’s your sister. She says it’s urgent.”


    Lucas was caught off guard for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly. He took the phone from Margie and pressed it to his ear.


    “What’s going on?”


    “Lucas, why aren’t you or Belinda answering your phones?” Georgie’s voice crackled through,ced with panic.


    “What’s wrong?” Lucas ignored her question, his tone sharp with impatience.


    “I just called Faye, and some guy answered her phone! He said he was a bartender and that Faye was drunk and couldn’t talk. She’s at the bar alone, Lucas! How could she go out drinking by herself? That’s so dangerous! I told the bartender to watch her and make sure she was okay; I even added him on WhatsApp and sent him a tip. You need to get to that bar…”<fn9803> This update is avable on </fn9803>


    “Now! I’m sending you the address. Hurry, Lucas, please! I can’t bear to think what might happen if you don’t.”


    Georgie’s voice was trembling with tears.


    Lucas’ face grew serious. Without hesitation, he replied, “Understood,” before ending the call.


    He handed the phone back to Margie and turned back into the room. Margie, still rooted to the spot, didn’t dare speak. After taking her phone, she quietly stepped away, gently shutting the door for Lucas.


    Belinda caught the grim look on Lucas’ face and asked, “What happened?”


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    Lucas exined, “My sister just called. Faye’s drunk at a bar, alone. She needs me to go get her now.”


    Belinda was rendered momentarily speechless.


    For an instant, Belinda wrestled with how to voice the torrent of emotions churning inside her. It was aplex tangle.


    She slid out of bed, slipped on her shoes, and moved toward the wardrobe, saying, “Come on, let’s go together.”


    Lucas was already thinking the same thing, wanting her to go with him. Without hesitation, they changed quickly, descended the stairs, and sped off in their car toward the bar where Faye was.


    Neither Belinda nor Lucas spoke during the drive, unsure of what to say. Concern for Faye’s safety pushed Lucas to floor the elerator.


    When they arrived at the bar, they parked the car right at the entrance and walked in. Though small, the bar exuded an unexpectedly elegant ambiance.


    As soon as they stepped inside, they heard a man’s voice shouting, “No, sir! You can’t just take her away! She doesn’t know you!”


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