Over the phone, that little girl spoke to Lucas Walker in a flirty, sweet voice, turning his heart into a soft puddle.
Listening to her cooing to him in various languages, Lucas couldn't resist.
Helpless, he found himself compromising.
"Alright, I promise you, I'll be there the day after tomorrow."
"But sir, there is a critical military meeting after the celebration, you can't leave the day after tomorrow!" the old butler once again loudly reminded.
Once was enough, but this guy just wouldn't stop!
Lucas frowned, staring fiercely over at the butler.
"Out!"
"Yes, sir." The old butler saluted him with a smile on his face, raising his voice again, "Please don't forget about the military meeting the day after tomorrow."
Without waiting for Lucas to explode, he took the initiative to step out.
"I'm leaving now!"
Watching the old butler and his assistant "rolling" out together, both anger and helplessness surfaced on Lucas's face.
