SAMANTHA'S POV

I rushed towards the scene, my heart pounding with worry, I was taken aback by what I saw. Standing face to face, engaged in a heated argument, were Lucas and Andres, I should have known that the scheming Andres would do anything to cause havoc, I twisted my face in irritation at the thought of Andres constantly seeking to make things difficult for Lucas. The tension in the air was thick, as they stared at each other, anger coursing through them, with clenched fist.

The crowd that had gathered around them watched anxiously, unsure of what had triggered such intense anger between the two brothers. It was clear that Lucas was too caught up in his rage to notice my presence, his focus solely on Andres.

"Andres, you've gone too far this time!" Lucas spat out, his voice filled with venom. "You think you can walk into my wedding and act inappropriately and I'll let you? You must be a joke to think that!"

Andres' eyes blazed with fury, mirroring the rage in Lucas' gaze. "Lucas, Lucas… I don'