Chapter 87 Let's Get You Home

• **Third person**
• The VIP club area pulsed with energy, the air thick with the scent of champagne and perfume. Girls in bare tities and thongs paraded the room, their smiles bright as they attended to the men lounging on plush couches.
• In the midst of this chaos, Lucas sat at the edge of the room. He gripped his short glass tightly, his jaw clenched in anger, as he mentally replayed the events of today.