The Formidable Heir

WHAT IS GOING ON?

But to Michael's dismay, as he steps out of the suite and looks around, he sees no trace of Lucian at all. It's just as if Lucian completely vanished from the restaurant! His pupils constrict and his jaw drops.

"How is that even possible?" He gasps, utterly flabbergasted. As a martial and sade artist himself, he is, of course, no ordinary man and his speed is ten times faster than the speed of the fastest man in the world so naturally it shouldn't be surprising that he finds it extremely shocking that he couldn't catch up to Lucian who had only just left the suite less than a minute ago.

But that's not all. The most shocking part of it all is the fact that he had darted out at his highest speed yet he couldn't even catch a glimpse of Lucian's silhouette, let alone him.

"Such speed," he inhales sharply.

He has always known that Lucian has extraordinary speed, but he didn't imagine it could reach this level. Never in his life even as an artist did he imagine any mortal being could be