Although Carol said that Lorna hadn't killed any innocent people, that only proved that she hadn't seen it for herself.

As an outstanding representative of the school of acting, Luke didn't really believe in this sort of surface impression.

For example, the number of people he killed in other people's view and in reality were two different things, but how many people knew it?

Picking up his coffee, he nodded. "Let's go. I'll talk to her."

Carol hurriedly followed him with her hot chocolate.

When the two of them returned, Lorna looked away. She took a sip of her juice and pretended that she was just focused on her food.

However, when she saw Carol following behind the boy, she felt uncomfortable, like a little girl whose playmate had been kidnapped.

While she was feeling depressed, Luke put down his coffee and sat down opposite her to observe her.

She had long, straight, curly black hair and perfect lips. Her eyes were deep and big under her thick eyebrows. Her nose was straight and her forehead was smooth.

There was a saying: "Girls who exposed their foreheads had good looks."

This girl wasn't just pretty, she had outstanding looks.

She had beautiful features, which were nothing like the cheap looks of online celebrities.

The heavens had definitely put in a lot of effort to make this face.

Praising her inwardly, Luke said, "Let me officially introduce myself. Luke Coulson."

Lorna nodded coldly. "Lorna, but I believe Carol would have already told you."

Carol was a little embarrassed.

After all, Lorna had said that they needed to keep their situation secret.

Luke's smile didn't waver. "Alright, Lorna. I have some idea of your problem, and I can help you resolve it, but I would like to know if you've hurt innocent passers-by with your ability."

Hearing the question, Lorna immediately got up and was about to leave.

But before she could move, she heard herself obediently reply, "No, we just don't want to be caught." Only then did she get up.

Lorna was suddenly stunned. What's going on? Why did I reply?

The smile still on his face, Luke said, "Lorna, calm down and sit down, okay? Carol is my friend. I trust her, but you and I are meeting for the first time, so it makes sense for me to confirm it, right?"

Lorna was about to flare up again, but she immediately sat down.

Why did I listen to him? Why did I sit down? Her mind was in a mess.

Luke chuckled inwardly.

This girl was 15 or 16 at most, and was in the middle of her sophomore year.

Regular kids spent most of their sophomore year bickering with their parents and picking up bad habits. After all that, she still had to deal with being chased by Sentinel Services.

Living like that, it was normal for her to be sensitive and angry.

The three girls with extraordinary abilities whom Luke had hidden in New Jersey had been in the same situation, and had even attempted to break out a prisoner.

It was hard to avoid these problems with children who had lost their ordinary homes and school life.

After confirming that she hadn't killed anyone with her ability, Luke turned more lenient.

"The problem you're facing isn't really a big deal." He took a sip of his coffee.

Putting down the cup, he continued, "I'll help you avoid those people. You have enough time to think about it. In the future, you can be an ordinary person, or do whatever you want."

Lorna's rebellious attitude surfaced again. "You think you can deal with Sentinel Services? How? Do you have some sort of powerful ability?"

"Most problems in this world can be solved with money. If you can't solve them, it's usually because you don't have enough money." Luke took another sip of his coffee as he recalled this "saying."

So, he raised his head and looked at Lorna with a smile. "As for my ability, I have money."

She choked.

As a child who grew up in America, whether it was daily living or some American dream, it all came down to one word: money.

It was like when someone made it big, most people's first reaction would be to ask: "How much did you make?"

If success was given a ranking, the best was the kind where you made money.

Money that you earned dishonestly… was still one type of success in this country.

Even if many people didn't think that money was everything, basically everyone knew that money was god here.

Unwilling to give up, Lorna rallied. "Are you rich? Millions or tens of millions? Do you think that's enough? Hehe, why didn't you say that you're Tony Stark?"

Luke was amused. "I'm not Tony Stark."

Lorna chuckled and felt that she had gained the upper hand.

Luke said, "But tens of millions really is nothing to me."

Also, I'm a "hidden" shareholder of Stark Industries, Luke secretly added in his heart.

Lorna: "What?"

She then looked at Carol suspiciously, as if to say, "You never told me that you know a super magnate."

Someone for whom tens of millions was nothing had to be worth at least a billion.

With his wealth, there really was no need for him to fear Sentinel Services.

Money. There were too many things you could do in America if you had money.

Carol, who was watching the show, quickly replied with an expression that said, "I don't know anything."

Luke coughed and said, "There's no need to doubt it. I know you and Carol have 'talent,' and I have a rough idea of the kind of people you're facing. They're indeed troublesome, but as long as you spend tens of millions, countless mercenaries will risk their lives to protect you. Unless they also use someone with 'talent' to ambush you, they won't be able to do anything to you."

Lorna's lips parted, as if she wanted to retort, but she had nothing to say.

Tens of millions? Many mercenaries would be willing to work for just millions.

Luke, however, waved his hand. "This method is too clumsy, and may trigger problems later, so I'll make other plans. How about this: I'll send my girlfriend back first, and I'll look for you later. Carol, do you have a phone?"

Carol shook her head. "We don't dare carry phones. They can be traced easily. We don't have many people we need to contact."

Luke subconsciously reached into his coat, only to be embarrassed; the system modification wasn't complete, and he couldn't take anything out of his inventory.

"How about this? Give me a location, and I'll pick you up at eight tonight," said Luke.

The two girls looked at each other.

Naturally, Carol had no objections. She trusted Luke, and could only implore the stubborn Lorna to agree.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lorna finally said, "There's a gas station 200 meters away."

With that, she turned around and refused to look at Luke, like the typical spoiled girl.