"Have him come back as quickly as possible." Lucas Quinn's voice was unbelievably hoarse.
His mind was in chaos, filled with Charlotte Allison.
He would absolutely not let anything happen to her!
Those who hurt her all deserve to die!
"Master, that guy only listens to you." Harley Morris was somewhat helpless.
Apparently, he had just contacted him, but no matter what he said, he wouldn't come back right away, claiming he found something fun.
Lucas Quinn took Harley Morris's phone and dialed.
The other side quickly picked up, and a dispirited voice said, "Mr. Morris, don't rush me, I'm busy..."
"It's me." Even though Lucas's voice was hoarse, the other party still recognized it.
"Master, what's wrong with your health? Damn, these idiots can't even take care of the Master. Wait, I'll be back tomorrow."
"Immediately, at once, as fast as possible."
"It's that serious, I'm coming back right now."
"Send your location to Harley Morris, he'll have someone pick you up."
"Okay."
