Although Bruce had already guessed it, he was still stunned by Lucas's ability to remain composed and speak calmly. After all, the person he killed wasn't an ordinary person but a direct descendant of the Wallaces, one of Orange County's four most powerful families!

In particular, Lucas had killed Liam right in front of Kyle and the Kingstons' employees. This was truly shocking!

"Mr. Gray, according to the information I received, Kyle Kingston personally delivered Liam Wallace's corpse back to the Wallace residence last night and even said a lot to them. He must have smeared you and made extremely unfavorable allegations about you. The Wallaces should bear a grudge against you now, and they'll surely confront you soon. They also declared that they would steer clear of the Hales and swore to be at odds with us from now on."

Bruce said solemnly, "The Hales aren't intimidated, and I'm not worried that they'll try to deal with you either. But I'm a little worried that the Wallaces might harm the people around you. You have to be careful and keep your guard up!"

The Wallaces would resort to extreme methods at times. And if they really attacked the people related to Lucas, they would definitely resort to some despicable means that could result in fatal consequences.

Lucas sneered. "If they have the audacity to do that, I can guarantee that the Wallaces will definitely vanish from Orange County immediately!"

Lucas's family was his Achilles' heel, and anyone who dared to harm them would die, regardless of who they were!

"I have my own arrangements for this matter. Don't worry. Since the Wallaces have now declared war on the Hales, can you cope with it?" Lucas asked.

Bruce was very confident about this. "The Wallaces and the Hales are similar in status, and in fact, in some aspects, they're inferior to us. So they can go ahead and declare war on us all they want. I doubt they can do anything to us.

"Of course, if the Kingstons join them and stand on their side, it might be a little difficult to handle them…"

Bruce wasn't blindly confident in himself. Last night in Club Splendor, he represented the Hales and stood on Lucas's side, so he reckoned that Kyle must have formed a grudge against the Hales. There was a high possibility that he would secretly collude with the Wallaces to deal with the Hales.

"Okay, inform me immediately if the Kingstons start attacking you," Lucas instructed.

Bruce immediately felt relieved. He said with a smile, "Alright. Thank you, Mr. Gray!"

After hanging up the phone, Lucas continued to drive to the hospital.

Regarding the safety of the people related to him, as Bruce mentioned, Lucas had actually made arrangements to protect them last night.

He had long arranged for Wade to stay by Charlotte's side to protect her at all times. When he called Jordan last night, he had already instructed Jordan to tell Stanley to come back from LA. Then he gave Stanley the task of secretly protecting Cheyenne at all times.

As for Amelia, Lucas would send her to and from the kindergarten every day, so her safety was guaranteed.

Soon, Lucas arrived at the Orange Coast Medical Center and took the familiar route to William's ward.

"Lucas, I've been lying alone in the hospital for two days. The boredom is killing me! Hurry up and let me get discharged from the hospital!"

Lucas heard William complaining as soon as Lucas stepped into the ward.

Lucas said helplessly, "You were still unconscious when you were transported to the hospital yesterday. Your injuries are quite severe, so it's better for you to rest and recuperate here for a few days."

"Hey, they're just some superficial wounds! There aren't any serious issues with my health. I've been hospitalized for more than a day, and I'm almost fully recovered! I didn't suffer any fractures or anything, so why do I need to continue being hospitalized?" William deliberately jumped twice on the ground to prove to Lucas that his injuries were not serious.

Lucas sighed and shrugged with his palms spread open. "There's no point in asking me to help you get discharged, William. You have to get Cheyenne and Charlotte's approval."

William had no choice but to call his daughters again and plead as hard as he could to convince them. He even asked his attending physician to prove that his injuries were not severe and that he was indeed ready to be discharged from the hospital.

Due to William's insistence, Cheyenne and Charlotte could only agree to let him be discharged and go home for recuperation.

After William's things were packed, Lucas planned to take William back to the villa for a short stay of a couple of days so that everyone could take care of him. But William insisted that Lucas send him back to his rented apartment in Golden Garden Estate.

"Since we've already moved out, just send me back to my apartment. Otherwise, if Karen finds out, she'll definitely kick up a fuss and go to your place to argue with you guys. Just drop me off at the estate. Karen's home. She'll take care of me."

Lucas sighed.

He knew that one of the main reasons that William insisted on moving out of the villa was actually that he wanted to prevent Karen from insulting Lucas and making malicious remarks about him all the time, lest she disrupted their pleasant and peaceful life.

Lucas sent William to Block 26 of Golden Garden Estate and accompanied him up to the apartment on the fifth floor. When they entered the apartment, they saw Karen sprawled across the couch in the living room and watching television. There were food wrappers, empty bags of chips, empty bottles, and other trash all over the floor. It was a huge mess and filthy everywhere. But Karen merely lay on the couch and continued watching TV as if she hadn't seen the garbage and mess she had created.

Even when she saw William and Lucas walking in, she merely turned to glance at them nonchalantly before looking away and ignoring them, let alone ask about William's injuries.

William was instantly disappointed.

He had been treating Karen well all these years. And apart from the time he had gotten into a physical fight with Karen in a drunken stupor, he had never laid a hand on her or lashed out at her before. He would bear with her tantrums and scoldings every day and even let her be in charge of the pursestrings.

This time, he had gotten beaten up at the door of his apartment and ended up hospitalized. Even Lucas, his son-in-law, had made several trips to the hospital to visit him. Yet Karen, his wife of decades, didn't give him a single call, much less visit him at the hospital.

Now that he had come home, she still didn't show him any concern and simply pretended like she didn't see him. This made William feel truly heartbroken.

When William saw the mess in the living room, which now looked like a dumpster, he no longer wanted to stay here. After placing the items that he was holding back inside his room, William immediately left.

When they walked to the square below the apartment block, William complained to Lucas with a glum expression, "Hey, Lucas, to be honest with you, I really don't want to continue living with this woman anymore!"