After Lucas Douglas' statement.
Victoria stared at him intensely for quite a while.
Finally, she spoke: "I heard you, but I don't believe it."
"Why not?" Lucas Douglas asked, half in laughter and tears, "Isn't it normal that I want Hank Clegg dead?"
Victoria shook her head slightly: "I don't know, I just feel that Lucas Douglas isn't that kind of person."
"I am indeed an international fugitive," Lucas Douglas continued, half in laughter and tears, "Hank Clegg must have told you about this, right?"
"Yes, he did, but…I just feel it's not real." Victoria innocently looked at Lucas Douglas.
No matter how she looked at him, she could not associate him with the word 'terrorists'.
Barely able to believe it, Lucas Douglas suddenly pinned Victoria down on the couch.
In an instant, his hand was clutching her throat.
Suddenly, a killing intent emanated from his body.
"Now, what do you think?" he grimly stared at Victoria.
