Once he recognized the man Vincent had just shoved to the ground, Lucas lifted his baffled gaze towards him.
Last night when he first escorted Ryley to visit the bar, he had noticed Falcon Group's logo on the building machines, but he hadn't had the time to ask Clyde if he was in charge of the redevelopment.
But now that he saw Vincent here, the man finally found the answer.
Still, why would Vincent come to this place to beat up the staff he formerly appointed to run the company's Europe branch when Clyde went back to the States?
"Guards." Vincent calmly ordered after clearing his throat and heaving a deep sigh, "Take him to the car. Wait for me there."
The two armed guards then did as he told them, and only after they dragged the battered man away from the scene did Vincent step down the short stairs.
He slightly bowed his head and kept the thick face as he greeted, "Mr. Ryley. Mr. Lucas."