Eighteen.

“Why would you say that!” Chelsey said angrily before turning to look at Lyon who only looked calm and chill.

He wasn’t in the mood to fight and even though he was getting angry, he didn’t want to act on the anger because he could go out of control.

“I’m sorry, Lyon, I’m really sorry.” Chelsey apologized but Lyon didn’t say anything. He only took a swig of his coffee and dumped the plastic cup in the trash can.

Ignoring Lucas and his empty threats, Lyon walked past him like nothing was happening but he stopped in his tracks when he felt someone pull his arm.

Lyon looked at his arm and then at Lucas who was holding it and his blood boiled. Before he could bat an eyelash Lucas had already swung his fist but Lyon dodged it.

“I tried my best to ignore you, don’t bring out the beast in me.” Lyon said coldly and even Chelsey was so stunned that she couldn’t say anything.

Lyon commanded a sense of respect that made people tremble unknowingly and the more he got angrier, the stronger his aura
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