They were curious who had sent Lucas Scott a message, given the way his expression seemed to indicate that he cared a lot about it, but before they could collect their thoughts, they heard Lucas Scott begin to speak.
It was just a word, and his icy gaze swept over them.
Drink...
Was he asking them to drink wine?
It seemed like a good thing, but why did Lucas Scott's tone sound not so good?
William Frans and Mr. Lawrence exchanged glances. Their minds were full of doubts, but facing Lucas Scott's strong sense of authority, the two picked up the wine glasses in front of them without a second thought and downed the red wine in one go.
Seeing them put down the empty glasses, Lucas Scott's gloomy facial expression slightly softened, and he gestured to his assistant to continue pouring wine for them.
Seeing this, William Frans and Mr. Lawrence both breathed a sigh of relief.
