Return It to the Taylors

When Preston saw how bold and fearless Lucas was, his facial muscles twitched a little as he gritted his teeth with great resentment and viciousness in his eyes.

With a hypocritical grin, he said, "Hehe, why would I do that? Since I invited you here, I naturally have something to discuss with you."

He thought he had hidden his intentions well. But being a sharp and shrewd person, Lucas had long seen through Preston.

"Mr. Taylor, don't beat around the bush with me. If you have anything to say, just say it." Lucas couldn't be bothered to exchange hypocritical pleasantries with him. He simply leaned against the couch and got straight to the point.

Seeing Lucas taking the lead in the conversation, Preston was displeased, and his face immediately turned dark.

He waved his hand, and the few scantily clad beauties sitting beside him immediately walked out of the room.