Chapter 869 - Ethereal Beauty

Lucas found himself compelled to comply, the weight of Yves' demand pressing down on him like an iron fist.

As he navigated the streets toward the baron's mansion, every turn seemed to deepen the sense of foreboding that hung heavy in the air.

Anger radiated from Yves in palpable waves, his knuckles white as he gripped the edge of his seat with fierce determination. 

But beneath the fury, there simmered a toxic blend of jealousy and betrayal, like a storm brewing on the horizon.

Sensing the tumult churning within his companion, Lucas knew he had to tread carefully. With a cautious glance, he attempted to reason with Yves once more.

"Sir, Mr. Clyde... he's actually participating in the meeting in disguise," Lucas ventured, the words tumbling from his lips like fragile glass. "The strategy was for him to blend in as one of Mr. Ryder's guards."