Fifteen stood up from behind the sofa, looking at the tall figure blocking ahead of him, his eyes darkened.
This man, protecting her like this?
"She has her reasons for doing this, you should listen to her explanation," Phoebe said.
"I don't care what her reasons are," Lucas Walker tightened his grip on the gun, "Anyone who harms my wife and child, will die without exception!"
Phoebe raised an eyebrow, "Lucas Walker..."
Lucas Walker frowned, "Either you step aside, or I'll shoot until you move!"
"Do you think you can beat me?!"
"I'll know once I've tried."
"Fine!" Phoebe shrugged, "Then let's fight!"
Ivana Bennett came over holding a blueberry cake, scooped a spoonful and brought it to Lucas Walker's mouth.
"Here, try this. The blueberries are very fresh?"
Lucas Walker took a deep breath, his tone softened, "Ivana, stop messing around!"
"You're not going to eat it?" Ivana waved the spoon in her hand, "I'm getting angry!"
