Chapter 870

Under the warm glow of incandescent lighting, the group listened as Jane and Mina recounted the incident, then turned to Lucas with looks of disdain. John didn’t mince words. "Lucas, you’ve got some nerve!" Lucas pressed an ice pack to his swollen cheek, shooting John a glare that was both icy and wounded. It had been ages since he’d last seen his sister. After traveling all this way, was it really so shameless to want to lay eyes on her right away? "Ouch—Jane, scratch me, quick!" Before the others could even begin their verbal assault on Lucas, their attention was diverted by Mina. She was clawing frantically at her own skin, unable to relieve the unbearable itch, and now begged Jane for help. Her delicate face was already flushed red from scratching, and soon after, it began to swell rapidly, like a puffy steamed bun. Before anyone could figure out what was happening to Mina, Bryan was already clutching his face, scratching wildly in agony. Perhaps it was psychological, but Lucas sud