Chapter 9
Louisa's POV
I grabbed a golf club from the golf cart and walked back to Lucas' Lamborghini.
"Louisa, please listen to me! Don't believe what you've seen. Believe what I tell you!"
"Shut up! You f*****g liar!"
I swung the golf club at Lucas.
He dodged into the car, so I hit the door frame and left a dent.
"What the... Are you out of your mind?! Louisa, calm down!"
Bang.
Another strike on the roof of the car.
"This is the way you love a woman, huh?" I used the golf club to point at him.
Failed to reason with me, Lucas hid in the car and called for help, "Lucian! Brother! Do something!"
Lucian couldn't conceal his gloating smirk and shrugged, "I'm afraid restraining a mad woman with a golf club in her hand is beyond my payroll, Mr. Sigler."
Lucas gave up, trying
