Chapter 2842 - 32: The Third Day (Part 2)

Chapter 2842: Chapter 32: The Third Day (Part 2)

Downstairs, Harrison Lucas had already prepared a table of breakfast and was waiting by the stairway for Ben Lucas to come down.

After successfully "pulling off the act" twice, Harrison Lucas was now extremely confident in her daytime persona, ensuring that her young master wouldn’t see through her facade.

But she felt completely insecure about her nighttime self.

Because last night, even though she locked herself in her room, the young master still managed to dig her out.

Thinking about the two shirts belonging to the young master hidden in her wardrobe now, Harrison Lucas felt a headache coming on. Would she end up emptying his wardrobe if this continued?

Just as Harrison Lucas was bowing her head in silent distress, steady and powerful footsteps sounded from the hallway.

She instinctively lifted her gaze, meeting a pair of deep, cold, stern black pupils.

Harrison Lucas’s cool and aloof eyelids trembled slightly, and she instinctively averted Ben Lucas’s gaze, anxiously saying, "Major General, breakfast is already set on the table, you see..."

Before Harrison Lucas could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the man’s cold and magnetic voice, "Exercise first."

As Ben Lucas came down from upstairs and passed by her side, Harrison Lucas suddenly felt darkness descend upon her.

A training suit suddenly fell from the sky, covering her forehead.

Harrison Lucas pulled the clothes off and saw Ben Lucas’s tall and slender figure heading towards the door. "You have three minutes. Change into the training suit and report by the door immediately."

The young master’s voice was deep and stern, carrying an irrefutable authority.

This was a military order, and Harrison Lucas dared not delay; as a soldier, she had developed a natural sense of obedience to commands.

Without time for further thought, Harrison Lucas hurriedly carried the training suit and ran into the first floor bathroom.

She quickly changed her clothes; a long-time military life had made her accustomed to being constantly aware of chest binding.

Even if Ben Lucas barged in now, Harrison Lucas wouldn’t be afraid. With a corset and her intentionally reinforced triple-layer vest, her chest appeared flat as a board, making her look no different from a man.

While quickly putting on the training suit, Harrison Lucas lamented that last night the young master’s spontaneous bed raid had really messed with her mind, causing her to forget that starting today, she was supposed to join him for morning drills.

"Warming the bed at night, training in the morning... When will the young master stop tormenting me?"

As a scumbag, Harrison Lucas felt that lately she had not only been heartbroken but also urgently needed physical compensation.

She had to "clock in" at night and undergo "special training" during the day.

Although it was inconvenient to say, Harrison Lucas secretly decided that come what may, she wouldn’t let the young master climb onto her bed tonight.

Pressed for time, Harrison Lucas changed her clothes quickly and headed out.

From afar, she could see the young master’s tall and imposing figure standing by the door. When he heard the commotion, he turned his gaze, looking at her with icy, deep eyes.

The young master’s long, dark pupils were intensely black, carrying an unfathomable depth as he looked at her.

Harrison Lucas always felt that the young master’s eyes harbored some dark glow—perhaps he was growing impatient with waiting.

Even though she didn’t feel she’d wasted any time, Harrison Lucas still quickened her pace and jogged over, "Major General, Harrison Lucas is ready."

She deliberately raised her voice, letting her clear and delicate tone brim with vitality, positivity.

However, Ben Lucas didn’t show a satisfied expression, instead squinted slightly, suddenly closing in—

The man’s tall body loomed, reducing the distance between them.

His exquisitely handsome face enlarged in front of Harrison Lucas, as his inscrutable black pupils coldly fell upon her neck.

"Harrison Lucas..." the man called her, his voice magnetic and hoarse.

Harrison Lucas still didn’t understand, only instinctively snapped her posture and stamped her foot, "Here."

The coldness in Ben Lucas’s eyes deepened, "What’s that red and purple stuff on your neck?"

[11.19 Only one update first, two more updates around 19:30]