What's The Secret Behind Him Being Selfless?

An awkward silence filled the porch after Lucas disconnected the call. While Owen had his eyes darted at the entrance to the porch area in the Clan House, Lucas was busy blowing the cigarette. His fingers holding the cigarette would often meet and depart from his slightly ajar lips while his other hand held the phone. His fingertips were running against the screen. His bloodshot eyes were immersed in the phone screen as his fingertips kept on scrolling, signifying Lucas was reading something really important.

Owen was growing impatient to talk with Lucas. His eyes could no longer be still at the entrance and were quick to depart from there and reach out to Lucas. Owen's furrowed eyebrows knitted together on seeing Lucas having a serious look on.

Owen thought, "What's the matter?"

His gaze dropped from Lucas' tense face to his phone as he wondered, "What is he doing on the phone late at night?"

He lightly shook his head as he sighed and said in his mind, "Lucas, Lucas! What do I do a