Lucas Goes Berserk

By the time Tony Stark arrived at the Intercontinental Hotel in his luxurious Audi R8, night had completely fallen.

He then entered the hotel under the protection of two bodyguards.

"Oh my God! It's Mr. Stark! I never expected him to come!"

When Tony Stark appeared in the hotel lobby, many people inside immediately cried out in surprise.

Stark Industries manager Ryan Archer and director Louis hurried over to greet him.

"Mr. Stark, what brings you here?"

The two of them had been caught completely off guard by Tony Stark's unannounced arrival, and there had been no preparations to receive him.

"It's nothing. I just came by to take a look."

Tony Stark smiled faintly and swept his gaze across the room, quickly spotting Rosalie and Mark standing not far away.

He paid no attention to Rosalie, his gaze merely passing over her.

In his eyes, she was no different from those vulgar women who wanted to use him to climb the social ladder.

But when he saw Mark, Tony Stark inexplicably felt a little nervous.

Especially when he noticed Mark's blond hair and blue eyes, so much like his own, his expression involuntarily tightened.

"Impossible. It has to be fake! How could I suddenly have a child?"

He wanted to tell himself that it could not be true.

Yet the strange resonance and fluttering in his heart, born of blood ties between him and Mark, could not deceive him.

"Uh, Mr. Stark, this way, please..."

Noticing that Tony Stark seemed somewhat unnatural, Ryan and Louis assumed they had not entertained him properly and hurriedly escorted him enthusiastically to the center of the lobby.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the owner of Stark Industries—Mr. Tony Stark—and also the investor of the film Speed Killer! Let us welcome Mr. Stark with our warmest applause!"

Louis introduced Tony Stark to everyone in an impassioned voice.

Clap clap clap!

"Oh! Welcome, Mr. Stark!"

The people present immediately cheered and applauded excitedly.

Rosalie and Mark, standing some distance away, also applauded along with everyone else beside them, showing no unusual reaction.

After all these years, Rosalie had long regarded Tony Stark as a stranger.

Now that they met again, she no longer felt resentment or any other emotion. Her heart was calm.

Some people in the hall, however, kept looking from Tony Stark to Rosalie and Mark in secret.

They seemed to be trying to confirm whether the relationship between the two sides was truly as the rumors claimed.

Adela, the female lead, rushed forward excitedly and gave Tony Stark a warm hug. "Oh, darling Tony! Did you suddenly come here to surprise me?"

Tony Stark found Adela familiar and knew she must have been another woman who had once spent a night with him.

He casually replied, "Of course, darling Helena. I came to surprise you!"

"You jerk, I'm Adela!"

Adela lightly punched Tony Stark in the chest and pouted coquettishly.

"Uh... Of course I know you're Adela. I was just joking."

Tony Stark smiled and changed the subject.

"That bitch!"

Not far away, Lucas watched Adela throw herself into Tony Stark's arms, and jealousy instantly surged within him.

During the past few months of filming, he had been pursuing Adela like mad.

Yet she had always acted aloof and pure, never giving him the slightest bit of encouragement.

But when she saw Tony Stark, Adela became incomparably enthusiastic, as though she wished she could climb straight into his bed.

And those people who had previously praised Lucas as Hollywood's next Stallone were now all circling around Tony Stark, no longer paying any attention to him.

All of this filled Lucas with resentment toward Tony Stark, but he did not dare show it.

Stark Industries was a Hollywood giant. With a single word from Tony Stark, Lucas could be unable to survive in the industry.

Lucas could only swallow his frustration. He snatched a glass from a waiter's tray and drank one after another, trying to drown his sorrows.

But the anger in his heart was not extinguished by the alcohol. Instead, it burned hotter and hotter.

Huff... huff...

Lucas panted heavily.

Veins bulged across his body, his eyes began turning bloodshot, and reason gradually slipped away from him.

"Hm? What's going on?"

Amid the countless noisy voices in the lobby, Mark sharply caught Lucas's violent breathing.

That breathing did not sound like something a human could make. It sounded more like an enraged beast.

He turned toward the source of the sound and saw Lucas with his head lowered, his shoulders constantly rising and falling.

At that moment, a male actor beside Lucas seemed to notice that something was wrong with him.

"Lucas, what's wrong?"

He stepped forward and patted Lucas on the shoulder, intending to ask him.

But Lucas's body temperature had already risen to an unbelievable level, scorching his hand!

The actor could not help crying out, "Ah! Why are you so hot?"

Lucas finally raised his head, revealing his blood-red eyes, which had completely lost all reason.

Roar!

He let out a beast-like roar and viciously slammed a fist into the chest of the male actor beside him.

Bang!

The actor was struck by a powerful force that lifted his feet off the ground. He flew more than ten meters before crashing into a long dining table and coming to a stop.

Crash!

The buffet plates and wineglasses on the table fell to the floor, and the sound of shattering glass rang throughout the lobby.

"What's happening?"

"It looks like someone is fighting over there!"

Everyone turned in shock and looked toward Lucas.

By then, Lucas had completely descended into madness.

He did not stop moving. With another kick, he sent the nearest waiter flying, then continued attacking the people around him.

"Ah, Lucas, what are you doing?!"

"Help! Lucas has gone crazy!"

The people around him immediately scattered in panic, and the entire lobby fell into chaos.

"Mom, let's get farther away!"

Even before Lucas started attacking, Mark had sensed that something was wrong. He decisively pulled Rosalie back toward the exit.

Only after they had retreated outside the lobby did Mark relax slightly.

"What's wrong with Lucas?"

Rosalie looked anxiously toward the chaotic lobby.

By then, Lucas had already seriously injured more than ten people, while everyone else frantically fled out of the lobby.

At that moment, he seemed to notice Tony Stark, who was hurriedly leaving under the protection of two bodyguards.

The pale-faced Adela held up the hem of her formal dress and followed closely beside him.