Lucius stormed out of the coffeehouse and entered his dark blue Rolls Royce. Sawyer was sitting inside, patiently waiting for him.
He shrank back, noticing that the aura in the car was suppressing. He pulled down the windows in a desperate attempt to reduce the air.
"How did it go?"
"Shut up and drive." He snapped. "I was wrong. She isn't the same girl. The girl I saw that night was defiant and stubborn. This one is boring."
"It is she. She just put on some makeup." Sawyer continued driving.
"I'm late for a business meeting. Hurry up and take me there."
By the time the meeting was over, it was already nine in the evening. Sawyer and Lucius went to the family house.
The Damari Family owned a huge estate where only family members and trusted alliances lived.
The estate was called Shooting Star estate. Alliances and close friends lived within the exterior gates while family members, relatives and close kin loved on the inner gates.
The Shooting Star estate had a total of eight hundred and fifty house, each with three rooms, including bathrooms, kitchen, study room and living room.
There were fifteen artificial springs, a basketball, football and baseball court, twelve gyms and a huge hall where meetings were normally held.
Apart from that, there was a huge garden that was directly beside his mother's house.
The inner gates had fifty to sixty cherry blossom and sakura trees while the exterior gates had only thirty.
Lucius's house had three suite rooms, a kitchen, a study room and living room. He even had a bar where he could drink himself to a stupor.
Only his house, his father's house and his mother's previous house had sakura trees in front of them.
Sawyer drove into the estate and parked the car where the others were kept.
"Young Master, Young Master." A maid ran towards them and bowed her head.
"Rise your head." He began walking away. "Follow me and tell me the problem."
"It's Old Sir." She said and Sawyer exclaimed.
"Is the Old Sir alright?" Sawyer asked.
"His body temperature is over thirty-nine degrees Celsius and he is asking to see you."
Lucius cursed and the three ran at full speed.
"Father." He entered the house and went to his personal room. The family doctor, Guillero, was sitting on the floor holding a medicine bowl.
Lucius's aloof and fearful demeanor dissipated and he had a soft expression. "Doctor Guillero, servants, please leave us."