Lucas's entire face straightened up in cold. He had no idea how to handle the situation in front of him because it was already out of his hands.
Moreover, his grandfather's yelling didn't stop at all. It made him quite scared when he banged the desk in anger. "Tell Lucas, have you forgotten the basic rules that you learned in your childhood?"
"N..No... Grandfather. Not at all. Those lessons were lifelong. All I'm stating is the situation that I'm facing right now. How can these be termed as those foul excuses?"
He knew that his grandfather hates excuses to be given and turned to twist the entire conversation but it didn't work for him either. "Accept failure that you let your bride being kidnapped or get her back and show me that you won. Are you willing to accept that you failed against the Johnsons?"
The Johnsons... the enmity between the two groups has been so deep that it has been running until now, generations to generations being passed on.
