Chapter 6: Lysandra Foundation

Lucien’s car stopped in front of a massive skyscraper of more than 100 floors.

Lysandra Foundation.

Nearby people stared at the car in awe. They have never seen a car like this in their entire life. And may not see it in future as well.

Lucien stepped out of the car. His tall figure seemed to overshadow everything under the sun.

Murmurs and gasps of disbelief waved in the crowd.

The people who recognized him couldn’t believe what they were watching.

Lucien Noctivar.

The most infamous and powerful person in the country.

They have only seen him in news and social media.

Now seeing him flesh, they couldn’t believe their eyes.

Some girls almost fainted on the spot.

They couldn’t believe how handsome and good looking he was.

Broad shoulders, tall height, cold yet beautiful eyes. Combined with his lethal face card. He was every girl’s dream man.

He made his way towards the building.

Wherever he went heads turned and gasps filled the place.

Sophia, a beautiful girl, managed the reception. Small and cute like a bunny. But her curves said otherwise.

"What can I do for you?"

She asked without looking up from her phone. Arrogance unhidden in her words. A typical beautiful girl who thinks that the world revolves around her.

"Where is the CEO office?"

Lucien’s heavy and cold voice rang in the Hall.

The place seems to freeze at his words. Everybody who was not paying attention before was now looking in horror at the reception.

"CEO office? Who do you think you ar-!!"

She shouted at his arrogant words snd raised her head to take a look at the person in front of her. As soon as her eyes landed on him, Her words refused to leave her mouth when she looked at the person in front of her.

Her eyes widened in horror as color drained from her face, her phone slipped away from her hands and fell down on the marble floor, shattering into pieces. But right now she couldn’t care less about it.

"S-S-Sir?"

Her voice was barely audible. Her throat went dry as her mind spinned and refused to form sentences.

"Where is the CEO office?"

Lucien asked once again, his voice more heavy and dreadful than before.

"L-let me guide you."

Trying to preserve the last bit of her sanity, she offered to guide him to the office herself.

The CEO office was on the top floor of the building.

Throughout the way, Sophia kept stealing glances at him. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

She couldn’t believe that Lucien Noctivar, the man himself, was standing beside her.

Although she was beautiful and fawned by the higher up males from the company.

She couldn’t even think of ever reaching the height to meet someone like him.

Now seeing him this close, shameful desires couldn’t help but take root in her heart.

She opened her hair loose, and opened a few buttons of her shirt. Giving Lucien a good amount of view of snow White skin and deep cleavage. Even so he didn’t even bat an eye at her.

Sophia, realizing that he was completely uninterested in her and her body, couldn’t help but feel bitter.

Then again, he is married.

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, her heart swelled with jealousy.

Lysandra Noctivar, not only was she married to Lucien, but she was extremely beautiful as well. Although Sophia felt quite confident in her body, in front of Lysandra? She mounted to nothing.

Even so, her professional demeanor refused to expose any of her thoughts.

"Sir, this is the CEO office. I will be waiting outside, please call me if you need ’anything’."

She especially emphasized the words ’anything’. Giving Lucien a clear hint behind her words.

However, he didn’t even look at her and went ahead.

The CEO office depicted luxury. Spanning for more than a few thousand meters in area alone.

Floor-to-ceiling windows framed a breathtaking panoramic view of the city skyline, bathing the expansive room in warm natural light. The floor was laid with polished Italian marble, partially covered by a handwoven Persian rug that softened every footstep.

At the center stood a massive executive desk carved from a single slab of rare black walnut.

On the other side of the desk, sat a pig like a man. He was fat to say the least.

"Which son of Bitch dares to enter without my permission?" He barked.

But as soon as his eyes landed on the person standing in front of him, his angry face instantly changed into a sycophantic smile.

"Sir, What pleasure do I owe to bring you here?" He immediately approached Lucien like a dog greeting its master.

Undisguised disgust appeared in Lucien’s eyes.

Instead of replying back, Lucien raised his leg and slammed right into the man’s face.

Sending the fat man, who at least weighed more than 300 pounds flying like a rug. He crashed into the table.

"WHAT THE FUCK?? HOW DARE YOU KICK ME?? DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM??"

He stood up staggering, a thick stream of blood running down his nose, while his split lips gave his tongue the metallic taste of blood.

"Who are you? You? Who the fuck do you think I am!!? A pig like you thinking of eating a swan?"

Lucien screamed as he slammed a fist right into the man’s solar plexus.

The force of the punch drove the air out of his lungs in an instant. He fell on his knees as he struggled to breath.

He groaned and rolled on the ground.

"What did I do? Why are you doing this to me?"

"What did you do? Did you really think I wouldn’t know about you hitting on my wife? I gave you this position! And you turned right back to bite me hands?"

The man lying down while clutching his abdomen was none other than William Philips.

The CEO of the Lysandra foundation. Lucien made him the CEO to keep the company under his control.

Only for him to turn his back against Lucien.

After learning that Lysandra was in an unhappy marriage and the original Lucien didn’t care about her, he started to harass her.

Initially he abused his power to make her work difficult. However, seeing Lucien turn a blind eye to that, his confidence and abuse only increased to the point of him almost assaulting Lysandra a few times.

It was only because of her heroine card that she survived this long. Otherwise she would have long defiled this pig.