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Aveline glanced at Lucas.
His expression remained cold as if he hadn’t heard Frederick’s words.
Lucas was the only heir of the Tudor family, yet he received such treatment?
The lights in the emergency room soon went out, and the doctor came out. Yvonne stepped forward and asked, “How is the patient inside?”
The doctor replied, “She was brought in promptly. The knife has been removed, and no internal organs were damaged.”
Yvonne sighed in relief, then turned to Frederick. “Don’t worry, Sophia is fine.”
Frederick nodded, then glanced at Lucas and said, “Come here.”
Lucas‘ expression remained indifferent, and he didn’t move.
He turned to Aveline and asked softly, “Are you tired?”
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Aveline sensed the underlying chill. She looked at Frederick’s dark expression, then at Lucas’s nonchalant demeanor, feeling uneasy.
Was she supposed to be tired?
Lucas then looked at Frederick and said, “She’s been through a lot. I’ll take her home
to rest first.”
With that, he took Aveline’s things and started walking out.
“Stop right there!” Frederick’s angry voice echoed behind him.
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Yvonne quickly tried to soothe things. “Lucas, Sophia just came out of emergency. Could you stay a bit longer to see her? After all, she got hurt saving Aveline.”
Lucas‘ expression was ice–cold. “You’re all here to care for her; that’s enough.”
“Lucas, it seems you really don’t want to join the Tudor company. The tasks I’ve given you show no progress, and now Sophia is hurt, and you don’t even care to see her. How did I end up with such an ungrateful son?” Frederick’s anger was palpable, disregarding the setting entirely.
Especially with the possibility that Leo might still be alive, his attitude towards Lucas
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had grown increasingly harsh.
After all, Lucas had never been Frederick’s ideal heir.
“Yes,” Lucas said blandly, “Like father like son.”
Frederick’s face turned livid with anger, and his finger trembled as he pointed at Lucas.
Yvonne quickly tried to calm Frederick, ‘Frederick, don’t get angry. You and Lucas should talk things out calmly. This is a hospital; we shouldn’t make a scene and. become a laughingstock.
Frederick snorted and said, “Lucas, you’ve wronged Sophia too much. You need to divorce this woman and marry Sophia. Our family won’t tolerate such ingratitude and cruelty!”
The atmosphere suddenly froze, and passersby could clearly sense the tension.
Lucas‘ expression remained indifferent as he took Aveline’s hand. “You seem to like her a lot. Since you want to be a righteous person, why don’t you marry her yourself?”
“You!”
Frederick’s temper flared anew, his eyes blazing with fury as he jabbed a finger at Lucas.
Yvonne’s face darkened with displeasure
Just then, Sophia’s hospital bed was wheeled out.
Yvonne immediately ordered her to be taken to a VIP room, and she and Frederick went to wait for Sophia to wake up.
Outside the hospital, Aveline’s emotions were a jumble.
She glanced at Lucas and opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
Lucas noticed her gaze and smiled faintly. “What is it? Feeling sorry for me?”
His expression was still calm, showing no other emotion, but his eyes were like the night, filled with an impenetrable fog.