Chapter 869

Steven knew he had to focus on his cultivation. After all, strength was everything. But now, there was another matter weighing on his mind. His expression grew heavy. "I'll have to excuse myself for a while. I need to see someone." "It's nothing. Please, go ahead, Mr. Lewis." Troy seemed to understand what Steven intended to do. He sighed softly, sensing the heavy burden Steven carried. Steven left and headed toward his room. As he had instructed before falling unconscious, Gracie had been placed under the highest level of protection. Standing outside the door, Steven motioned for the guards to step aside. He reached for the handle but hesitated. A deep sense of guilt gnawed at him—how could he face Gracie? Lucas' death was largely his fault. Finally, resolve flickered in his eyes. He opened the door and stepped inside. The room was dark, the curtains drawn. "Get out! Get out of here! Don't disturb my Lucas! He can't be exposed to the sunlight!" Gracie's voice rang out, sh