"Amanda Jenkins is my woman, not some other woman, and we started five years ago. The only woman I, Lucas Griffin, will marry is her."
A chorus of astonished murmurs filled the air as reporters quickly jotted down Lucas Griffin's words.
"Then may I ask Mr.…"
A reporter tried to inquire further, but Lucas Griffin's brow furrowed deeply as he swept a cold gaze over them.
He clenched his teeth, "Whoever dares to ask one more word, I will make sure they die a miserable death, and as for today's photos, if anyone publishes them, I, Lucas Griffin, guarantee, I will make them pay a painful price!"
At this moment, Lucas Griffin's eyes were so intimidating that the reporters dared not ask further questions, despite having come prepared and with backing. But Lucas Griffin's bottom line was not to be crossed.
In Brocade City, if Lucas Griffin wanted someone dead, it could happen in minutes.
The reporters left it at that and slowly turned to leave.
