He Chose the So-Called Sister Chapter 378: I Don't Want to See Julia Here

"Of course I'm not mocking you for being divorced. After all, the Sherry I treasure is also divorced—and what I treasure is always the best. But you two are nothing alike. She only trusted the wrong man. You...?"

For the first time, Lucas smiled at Julia.

It was a cold, sharp smile, dripping with contempt.

No hiding it. No holding back.

Before, his sharpness toward her had made her think he was interested.

He was cold to everyone else... so if he treated her differently, she must be special.

She'd always preferred men who were cold to the world but soft only for her.

Now she realized the difference wasn't affection.

It was mockery.

How could she accept that?

He turned and left without another word, proving with every move how little he cared for Julia.

But he held Sherry carefully on his back, gentle, afraid she'd be uncomfortable.

The contrast was brutal.

"Lucas! One day you'll regret treating me like this!"

She'd make him regret it. No more nice girl act. She'd use every trick she had to take what she wanted.

Some men liked gentle women, but maybe Lucas found that boring.

She'd give him the dangerous, wild version of herself.

They'd forced her back to who she really was.

And the harder he was to get, the sweeter the victory would be.

Besides...

With every confrontation, the way he only doted on Sherry, his coldness to every other woman, his perfect face—he was the perfect mix of dangerous dominance and boyish charm.

He was stunning. Even his back was beautiful.

And he was a mystery. The deeper she dug, the more fascinating he became.

He never lost.

In King City's cutthroat world, everyone had dismissed him as a spoiled kid.

Now, everyone begged to do business with him.

He did it in less than two years.

Lucas would often vanish for stretches. Everyone knew he liked deals elsewhere, so in less than a year, he carved a firm foothold.

He was perfect for her.

She'd make everyone believe they were meant to be.

She decided right then—

She would marry no one but Lucas.

He would be hers.

"You may not know, but a lot of people who've been through it understand just how much my name shakes them.

"Yelena, Sherry, you two know exactly what I mean. I'm officially informing you both.

"You are both failures in marriage."

She didn't care if anyone else feared her. As long as these two did.

Yelena had always been easy to control.

But Sherry? That shameless bitch.

After everything Gilbert did to her, she still dared to be with another man.

She'd make her fall again.

This time, she'd break her completely.

Sherry tapped Lucas' neck lightly, her voice weak but sharp.

"I don't want to see Julia here anymore. Can you do that for me?"

It was the first time she'd asked Lucas for something. Before, he'd always acted first.

Back then, he was fighting several companies at once, while his own company had plenty of internal mess.

Sherry thought it was tough as hell, at least from where she stood—like something that couldn't be done.

Even a great clan couldn't fight that many enemies alone.

The Bode Group was strong—Gilbert's arrogance wasn't completely baseless.

Sherry was finally starting to understand just how powerful Lucas really was.

Lucas' smile widened, dark and confident, the smile of a man who held all the power.

Anyone who saw that smile knew their time was up.

Several girls walked by and caught sight of his face. Their eyes immediately went wide and dreamy.