Chapter 49
If Lucien had seemed imposing before, he was now downright intimidating. His eyes were so cold that it seemed as if he could devour
someone whole.
Jason felt a chill run down his spine and gulped nervously.
In the Fenwick family, the only person he feared was Lucien. This was especially true when Lucien looked like this. Jason didn’t even dare move a muscle.
But now, he was caught between Lucien and Fred. As the host of the party, he had no choice but to step in.
“Oh, Fred. There you go again with your jokes.” After a moment of silence, Jason forced a laugh and rushed over. He snatched the wine- from Fred’s hand and shoved him aside. He then turned toward Lucien with an awkward grin plastered on his face.
“Uncle Lucien, we were just joking around.” Jason was visibly nervous, his smile so stiff that it was almost painful to look at.
Lucien didn’t even spare him a glance. He simply picked up the bottle of liquor on the table in a calm and unhurried pace.
His relaxed demeanor sent a chill down everyone’s spine. It appeared to be the calm before the storm.
“Let’s go.”
Calista knew what Lucien was about to do next. However, she was far too tired to care about what had just happened.
Lucien completely ignored her. He simply furrowed his brow as he read the label on the bottle. “54%. Not bad.”
His expression remained unreadable as he calmly set the bottle back on the table. Then, with a subtle nod, he cast a glance at Fred.
The air in the room instantly grew tense. Jason had no choice but to step forward and try to ease the tension.
“Uncle Lucien, we were really just joking around,” Jason said with a sweet smile, though he was inwardly cursing at Calista. He wondered what kind of spell she had put on Lucien to make him suddenly take her side like this.
“Do you think I’m joking?”
Jason’s face turned pale as he pointed at himself, his entire demeanor deflating. “Uncle Lucien, you can’t be serious! Someone could
die!”
Jason exchanged a panicked glance with Fred. But under Lucien’s oppressive presence, neither of them dared to say another word. “Even jokes have their limits. Others may not know where the line is, but shouldn’t you, Jason?” Lucien’s eyes darkened, and his voice turned cold. “Or do you need me to repeat myself?”
Jason and Fred were so frightened that they quickly split the bottle of liquor between them, each chugging down half in a panic. They even tried to spill some on purpose, hoping to lighten the load.
Nonetheless, the moment the potent alcohol hit their throats, it burned so badly that their eyes instantly welled up with tears. They were practically crying and wailing, yet neither of them dared to stop.
The whole scene was both pathetic and absurd.
Calista watched the scene unfold, yet she didn’t feel the slightest thrill of satisfaction. All she could think about was how terrifying Lucien truly was.
You were either with him or against him. And anyone who dared to defy him would pay the price.
“Let’s go.” After dealing with Jason and Fred, Lucien turned, grabbed Calista’s arm, and led her out of the private room.
The entire walk back was silent.
