"Let go of me!"
Amore's face became dark like an approaching storm. Even the veins on his forehead were slightly protruding. He brushed off the person blocking him and grunted. "Stay out of my business. I must get inside!"
The forest fire was spreading, fueled by the wind blowing through the trees. The flames were raging even more intensely.
If Lucille was inside, she would have probably been choked unconscious by the thick smoke by now.
He had to make his way inside. He had no choice but to barge in!
This was all Amore could think about, and his determination was clear.
The secretary who had come with him was unable to hold him back. Sweating profusely, he pleaded earnestly, "Mr. Lindsay, you need to calm down! The fire brigade has already started to extinguish the fire. You can’t go!"
Going in was simply a death wish!
At this point, everyone was quickly trying to evacuate.
Only Amore seemed mad enough to want to rush in.