The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 319: Make Things Hard for Him

Lucien wasn't finished. He cast a disdainful look over the room, his voice laced with mockery. "You're all so proud of an enrollment quota. Is this the pinnacle of your family's achievements?"

The words stung. The Long family flushed with embarrassment, but none dared to speak against him. Lucien's disdain for the Long family's achievements was palpable.

Then his gaze shifted, and with a venomous sneer, he turned his attention to Sophia. "Who is Sophia?" he demanded.

Sophia, who had been numbly sipping her drink, snapped out of her stupor at the mention of her name. She stood up, slightly unsteady, and answered with a dazed look, "I... I'm Sophia."

Lucien's eyes drilled into her, and his sneer deepened. "Very good. When you officially join the martial arts school, I'll take good care of you."

To anyone else, this might have sounded like a promise of mentorship, a gesture of goodwill from a seasoned teacher. But in this context, it was a threat—a clear insinuation that Lucien would ensure Sophia's time at the school would be far from easy.

Sophia froze, a wave of cold sweat running down her spine. She knew exactly what Lucien's words implied, and the panic began to rise in her chest.

The Long family exchanged anxious glances. They understood, perhaps better than anyone, that Lucien's "care" meant something far more malicious. Sophia had earned her place in the school, but at what cost? With Lucien's influence, she was at risk of suffering immeasurably.

Arno's face turned ashen. His granddaughter, whom he had fought so hard to send to the school, now found herself entangled in this web of spite and bitterness. He could feel his heart sinking as he realized that the future he had hoped for Sophia might now be tainted by this petty conflict.

Without another word, Lucien turned on his heel and gave John one last cold glance before ascending the stairs. His departure left a chill in the air.

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The Long family members were left in stunned silence, the oppressive atmosphere hanging heavy over them. They could feel the weight of the moment—their hopes for Sophia's future suddenly uncertain. Only John remained calm, continuing to enjoy his meal as if nothing had happened.

Arno cleared his throat, his voice dry with concern. "Mr. Lopez, is there some kind of enmity between you and Lucien?"

John set down his chopsticks slowly and met Arno's gaze. "I have a petty conflict with that jerk. Don't take it to heart," he said nonchalantly, his tone almost dismissive.

The Long family members exchanged looks of disbelief. John had called Lucien a "jerk" without a hint of fear or hesitation. The audacity of his words stunned them, but at the same time, it revealed just how unbothered John was by the conflict. Lucien might have been a powerful figure, but John seemed to regard him as little more than an annoyance.

The news that John didn't fear Lucien, that he considered him beneath him, sent ripples through the Long family. They had known John was powerful, but this was something else entirely.

Arno's face twisted with concern. "Mr. Lopez, your seventh sister, Master Bertha, is well-respected in the school, and with her backing, no doubt you're not afraid of Lucien. But what about Sophia? She's about to enter the school, and now she's on Lucien's bad side. We can't know what he might do to her."

John turned his attention to Sophia, his gaze thoughtful. "Miss Long, are you afraid?"

Sophia hesitated, her brow furrowing in worry. She bit her lip, trapped between her fear and her pride.

John's voice softened slightly. "It's normal to be afraid. You don't need to hide it. Just tell me your true thoughts. Do you still want to go to Houston Martial Arts School?"

Sophia struggled with her emotions, torn between her aspirations and the overwhelming fear Lucien's words had sparked within her.

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