"Thump—"
Again, the sound echoed.
A belt stained with splattered blood was slipping out of his right hand, falling to the ground.
"Gosh—Is that face whipped with a belt?"
"This... He's trying to kill someone..."
The gasping sounds of the guests behind her were more thrilling to Lily Gray's ears than seeing Aidan Lucas and Hannah Ford entangled together.
Aidan Lucas, she had never seen him like this.
She couldn't describe her feelings, but at that moment, she felt that the man she was looking at was almost unrecognizable as the Aidan Lucas she knew.
At this moment, Lily Gray was standing at the forefront, completely flustered.
Aidan Lucas turned his head to look at her, and naturally, their gazes met.
Frigid, void of any sign of life.
In a daze, she could even see a ruthless bloodthirsty aura flashing from the depth of his darkened eyes.
Lily Gray felt a chill creeping from her soles to her brain the instant their eyes met.
Making her involuntarily take a step back.
