Lucas Walker abruptly clenched his fingers, the tiny transmitter pricked his palm causing an agonizing pain.
He thought she'd given him something she cherished, but instead, the little brat had presented him with a signal transmitter.
With this device on him, even three years would not be enough to find her, let alone three days!
"Bring Olivia Parker to me now!"
Clutching that tiny transmitter, Lucas Walker commanded coldly.
What a little liar she was, pretending to date him once she had been caught! She was toying with him!
"Count Walker?!" The butler stepped forward, "But Miss..."
"She thought I wouldn't harm Olivia Parker, did she? Right then, I'll go ahead and capture Olivia to force her out!" Lucas Walker ordered, his eyebrows knitting together in displeasure.
"Yes, sir!"
The butler heaved a sigh of dismay, turning around and heading for the door.
...
Ivana said, you won't.
...
In his ear, he suddenly recalled the conversation he had with Olivia Parker.
