บท 917: Drawing A Line

"What… what did you just say? You… you're actually pregnant with this punk's child?" Samuel pointed at Lucas, his face full of disbelief.

If the father of the child in Pamela's stomach was an heir of a noble family in DC, Samuel would definitely be overjoyed.

Yet it belonged to the punk in front of him!

Samuel's mood immediately became worse. He still hadn't figured out Lucas's identity, and Lucas had just embarrassed the Howards. There was no way he could let him off easily…

Then, how should he deal with Lucas next?

Should he spare Lucas for the sake of his grandson in Pamela's stomach? Or should he be even more annoyed and kill this bastard who had the audacity to tarnish his daughter…