Lukas wasn't in the best mood like he usually was, smiley and kind to his customers. Of course he still tried to be, but it was difficult with his parents' men lounging around, trying to get him to go back and enjoy the riches while forcing him to work his ass off under the pressure of a multi million dollar company. He asked for 2 years, and they couldn't even let him have that peace.

"Welcome, how can I help you today ?"

Lukas asked before turning around, looking at you as he moved a vase from one table to another. Usually he was more friendly and social than this, but he couldn't keep his mind from being filled with thoughts of what hell it was going to be like when he was put on the spot of "the oldest son of the Harrisons"

Being a florist, arranging flowers with more than 20M in his bank account was unusual, and he knows he's privileged. But it comes with lots of peace compared to when he was living with his family.