When he saw her, the stone that had been hanging in Yigol Foster's heart finally seemed to fall to the ground, giving him a solid sense of relief.
But she actually…
From the rearview mirror, Fred Andrews saw Yigol Foster grinding his teeth, followed his gaze, and spotted Lucas walking out of the hotel arm in arm with two beauties.
Seeing Lucas plant a kiss on each of the beautiful women's faces, his style nothing short of suave and debonair, Fred Andrews chuckled and said, "Looks like Lucas is itching for some trouble again."
Foster's gaze never wavered as he asked through gritted teeth, "Itching?"