MOST POWERFUL HUSBAND, VOLUME 2 - Season 3 Episode 63

Lucas frowned.

He didn’t expect Declan to die despite being in police custody.

But there were definitely potential loopholes everywhere. If it was really the doing of the force that Lucas guessed, the police would likely be defenseless and unable to guard against their actions.

But Declan’s death was not in vain. At the very least, Lucas was now certain that the mastermind who instigated Declan was more likely than not one of the Huttons or someone under them.

Otherwise, Declan wouldn’t have died so easily.

“Okay, I know.”

Lucas was about to hang up the phone when he noticed in the rearview mirror that there were several inconspicuous cars tailing his car. Their intentions were unclear, but he knew that they had to be up to no good.

He frowned. They’re really everywhere. How annoying!

He wondered who sent these people to tail him.

They actually waited at his daughter’s kindergarten and subsequently shadowed him. It was obviously a provocation!

With a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, Lucas hung up the phone and quickly made another call. “Come to Amelia’s kindergarten immediately!”

Lucas parked his car by the roadside and acutely discovered that the few cars tailing behind also pulled over nearby. He sneered.

Shortly after, the tall and brawny Wade appeared in front of Lucas.

Charlotte, who was holding Amelia in her arms and chatting with her in the backseat, was stunned to see Wade.

As soon as Wade saw Lucas and Charlotte, he lowered his head and sincerely apologized, “Sorry, Mr. Gray. I failed to protect Miss Charlotte in the afternoon and ended up causing her to be frightened. Please punish me!”

Lucas had specially sent him to protect Charlotte. But in the end, Charlotte was held hostage by the deranged Declan, who even forcefully brought her to the roof of the Stardust Corporation office building, where she almost fell to her death. Wade was laden with guilt and self-reproach.

Lucas knew that although he had ordered Wade to protect Charlotte secretly, Wade would generally only protect her when she was at the office or at home. He naturally couldn’t follow her and stay by her side 24 hours a day.

Lucas shook his head. “What happened today has nothing to do with you. But from now on, you must be more cautious and protect her as well as you can. Otherwise, there’s no need for me to keep you around.”

Lucas’s words were not too stern or harsh, but they made Wade’s heart skip a beat. It was obvious what Lucas meant—if Wade couldn’t do his job well as a bodyguard, Lucas would no longer need him, and he would have no choice but to leave. That was something that Wade could never tolerate!

“Mr. Gray, I promise that I will do my best to protect Miss Charlotte as much as I can. What happened today will not occur again in the future!” Wade hurriedly guaranteed.

Lucas merely chided Wade a little and didn’t intend to punish him. Seeing that he was much more conscientious now, he nodded. “I still have some things to take care of now. Take both of them home.”

Since Lucas discovered that someone was following him, he planned to let Charlotte drive home together with Amelia. But he was worried that someone would harm them. Charlotte was a vulnerable girl while Amelia was a five-year-old child. In case something terrible really happened to them, Lucas would definitely regret it!

So he called Wade over and asked him to send them home.

This was how meticulous and cautious Lucas was.

Charlotte also sensed that something was amiss and asked worriedly, “Lucas, have you encountered trouble? Should we call the police?”

Amelia was also influenced by Charlotte’s nervousness, and she stared at Lucas with worry in her large eyes. “Daddy…”

Lucas stroked Amelia’s soft hair and smiled. “I’m alright. I just have a few things to take care of at the office. Be good and stay in the car with Aunt Charlotte. This muscular uncle will take you home.”

He turned to say to Charlotte comfortingly, “It’s alright. I just happen to have some things to handle. I’d feel more at ease with Wade sending you home.”

Charlotte finally felt relieved. Holding Amelia in her arms, she said, “Okay, be careful and come home early!”

“Yeah, got it.”

Lucas opened the car door and got out. After watching Wade get into the driver’s seat and drive the black Jaguar far away, he finally looked away and walked toward the few small cars parked closely behind him.

The people in the cars seemed to be waiting for Lucas. When they saw him approaching, they immediately opened the car doors and got out to surround Lucas. There were more than ten of them, and they were rather burly.

They were obviously extraordinary bodyguards, especially since they were so large and muscular.

Lucas raised his eyebrows and asked nonchalantly, “Who sent you?”

The bald bodyguard, who was their leader, glanced at Lucas in surprise.

In his opinion, the vast majority of people would panic and look nervous when suddenly surrounded by more than ten burly men. Yey Lucas remained composed and didn’t show the slightest trace of fear.

The bald bodyguard stopped being as contemptuous as he was when he first saw how lean Lucas was. “Mr. Gray, please come with us, and you will naturally find out who the person who sent us is.”

He extended his arm and pointed at a Volkswagen Passat with a door opened, gesturing for Lucas to get inside.

After taking a glance at him, Lucas stepped foot into the Passat without saying a word or showing too much emotion. His actions were so natural that he was like their boss.

The bald bodyguard’s cheeks twitched a little. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration for Lucas’s ability to stay cool and collected.

About half an hour later, the car pulled over at a clubhouse called Snowflake Entertainment.

The bodyguards asked Lucas to get out and then surrounded him again before taking him to the entrance of one of the most luxurious private rooms on the top floor.

“Boss, Mr. Lucas Gray is here,” the bald bodyguard reported from the doorway.

“Let him in!” A familiar voice came from inside the private room.

Lucas raised his eyebrows. He could recognize the voice.

It belonged to Preston Taylor, the most successful descendant of the Taylors and the one most likely to succeed as the next helmsman of the family. He was also the former owner of the Ocean Bathhouse. Lucas had just met him this morning and extorted a compensation of three million dollars from him.

Lucas was waiting for the Taylors to come looking for him, but he didn’t expect Preston to be so impatient as to resort to such a method to ‘invite’ him over.

Watching Lucas step into the private room, Preston, who was sitting on the innermost couch, snorted coldly with a fake smile. “Lucas Gray, I’ve finally invited you to my turf.”

Preston deliberately emphasized the word ‘turf’ because he wanted to clap back at Lucas for saying that the Ocean Bathhouse was his turf in the morning and forcing him to compensate him.

“In that case, are you trying to take revenge on me now, Mr. Taylor?” While speaking, Lucas didn’t show the slightest bit of fear at all. He sat down on a random couch across from Preston.