If she got injured by being thrown off Lightning, she might be obscured by the tall grass here, making driving dangerous.
Everyone immediately dispersed to search.
At that moment, Lightning trotted over again, stopping by Lucas Walker's side, rubbing affectionately against his arm.
"Enough!" Lucas Walker pushed it away, turning his face to Lightning with anger furrowing his brows, "Give me the gun!"
A bodyguard, unaware of what he was planning, hurriedly handed over the gun.
Lucas Walker raised his hand, aiming the gun at Lightning.
"Mr. Walker!" The old butler saw he was going to hurt Lightning and quickly rushed forward to stop him, "This is not Lightning's fault."
"Get out of the way!" Lucas Walker roared, gripping the gun.
Indeed, Lightning was his favorite horse, but thinking about how it might have thrown Ivana somewhere, and that she might be in danger, he couldn't control his emotions.
