With a soft click, the lock chain sprang open.
That girl, guessing that he would definitely try all kinds of passwords, had therefore opted for the opposite strategy — she had not set a password at all.
Unless it was someone as twisted as Lucas Walker, no one else would have thought of this. Even if you brought ten decryption experts, none of them could break a password lock that had no password.
Once his body was free, Lucas immediately jumped off the bed, took the bathrobe from the butler and slipped it on. He wiped his face hastily with the wet towel the butler handed him.
Taking two steps forward, he made a short run and jumped directly through the broken window.
"Mr. Count!"
The old butler rushed over, just in time to see Lucas drawing an arc in mid-air before landing in the swimming pool on deck, causing a splash of water.
Standing in front of the broken window, watching Lucas emerge from under the water, the old butler finally breathed a sigh of relief.
