"Who?" Despite her injured arm, Michael has already darted past Victoria, leaping out.
"It's me." A familiar voice immediately responded from the living room.
Victoria turned, and Michael has already run off.
"It seems we need to enhance the security of the house," Michael's voice was cold and somewhat displeased.
"What are you here for?" Michael's voice was full of hostility. "We're not friends anymore. Please leave immediately."
Victoria has also made her way into the living room.
She saw the man standing before her — Lucas Douglas.
Victoria hesitated for a second before walking to the main door, opening it wide. "Please leave."
Lucas Douglas was silent for a moment.
Then he lifted his head rather nonchalantly: "Are you angry?" He was asking Victoria.
"Whether I'm angry or not, has nothing to do with you." Victoria lifted her head slightly. "Mr. Douglas, you've accomplished your goal. I think we have no need to intersect anymore."
