"Thud!" Isla had just run to the door when she bumped into a wall of flesh.
Her soft, small body recoiled from the impact, stepping back two steps before she fell onto the ground.
She was bewildered!
"What happened?" Lucas Scott's tall body paused. Seeing the person who had bumped into him was his Little Princess, his facial expression changed immediately.
He stepped forward and picked up the Little Girl in front of him.
He caught sight of her trembling small shoulders and the tear marks that hadn't dried on her face, making his eyes darken.
His gaze fell on the Butler who followed a step behind.
"Mr. Scott..." The Butler, swept by his sharp gaze, felt a chill run down his spine. Seeing the situation before him, he quickly explained.
"Young Master Yakov brought a child named Simon to the Villa. Simon got injured while protecting the Lady and is currently being rescued."
"..."
Hearing this, Lucas Scott's tightly knit brows slightly relaxed.
