Logan's expression changed, and he suddenly sprang up before hollering in fury, "Who has the audacity to cause trouble on my turf?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a kick sent the thick door of the private room flying toward the couch in the innermost part of the room. If not for a henchman beside Logan pulling him away, he would have been hit by the door.
"Who are you? How dare you cause trouble on my turf?!" Logan barked.
A tall and long figure appeared at the doorway of the private room, where only the door frame remained.
When Charlotte saw this familiar figure, warm tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt extremely sour, but she was also full of the joy of surviving this ordeal.
Lucas ignored Logan and his henchmen. When he saw Charlotte crying miserably while clad in only her undergarments, his pupils constricted, and he was overwhelmed with fury.