"If I hurt your beautiful face, I would truly feel distressed."
His tone was as if the two had been friends for many years, casual yet tinged with concern.
It was as if he had never forced her to brake suddenly just a moment ago.
Faye Townsend glanced at him, her eyes filled with a touch of sadness: "Lucas Warren, what exactly do you want to do, and when will it be enough for you?"
"Didn't I make myself clear just now?
I want you, only if you become my woman. I can let Hunter Warren have everything else, if not... even his death won't compensate for what he owes me."
"How can you say such cruel things?
No matter what, he is still your brother.
For a woman, why must you treat your own brother this way?"
"Brother? Hah, don't joke with me.
Did he think of me as his brother when he was stealing my company?
He knew I had feelings for you, and yet he still agreed to marry you, did he think of me as his brother then?
