I Love You

Lucas looked at Lena indifferently without even batting an eyelid and said directly, "No."

"Why?" Lena's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't expect Lucas to reject her plea for help.

Lucas said coldly, "The fact that the Sawyers can become the top family of California is already a result of my kindness. Don't push it."

Lena's face instantly turned pale, and her hand holding her glass of red wine trembled, causing several drops of wine to spill onto the snowy-white tablecloth.

"Then, can't you give the Sawyers another chance for my sake?" Lena asked through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Lucas pitifully.

For her sake?

Hearing this, Lucas wanted to sneer.

Lena meant nothing to Lucas. He didn't take her seriously at all.

In fact, if it wasn't for Cheyenne, Lucas wouldn't have bothered to talk with Lena at all.

"No," Lucas said firmly.