Chapter 480 Pretentious Person

Tiffany approached. “What did Lysa ask you to tell me?”

Lysander was on the verge of losing her patience, “Can you please be mindful of the situation, Josiah?”

Josiah’s laughter grew even louder. “Wasn’t it you who urged me to speak up?”

Lysander was speechlesss

“All right, my relationship with Tiffany isn’t what you’re imagining. I’ll find time to explain it to you in

detail.”

Lysander hung up the phone immediately. I shouldn’t have called him!

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Tiffany was still puzzled. “Jose, did lysa hang up the phone?”

“She did,” said Josiah

“What happened? She hung up so abruptly. Is she mad? It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have bothered you to seek help from Lysa last night. She’s ill, and yet we disturbed her rest.

“It’s not that serious, Josiah said softly. “She is quite understanding, and I’m certain she’s not mad at you.”

Then who was she angry at?”

Josiah put away the phone. “It’s probably her husband.”

Tiffany’s mouth hung open in surprise. “Lysa is already married?”

“She was married, yes.”

quite the enigmatic woman.”

suppress, Josiah said, “Let’s go. It’s

taken two steps when he

mouth and nose, he was still in a restaurant, so many people turned to look.

Tiffany asked, “Jose, isn’t the hotel gym quite chilly at night? Have you

previous night. A meaningful

sufficient to appease the

didn’t

waited for a few minutes in the

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Lysander couldn’t afford to fuss over her appearance. She

without a mask, Tiffany expressed her surprise,

indeed felt much better. The symptoms of her cold had

vanished.

or less. Didn’t you say we were running out of time? Let’s

plenty of rest to recover. I’m sure you

was all right.”

was standing right there, but Lysander completely ignored him as

The former whispered, “The driver

Josiah took a few steps ahead. “Then let’s not wait. It won’t make a difference if I drive.

day before, Tiffany led Lysander to the back.

remained empty, with no one choosing to

become much more at

of Lysander. A fleeting smile flashed across his face. As he casually adjusted his sleeve, he made an offhand remark, “Lysa, how

the driver was merely a story he concocted to

her tone was barely neutral. “It’s fine,

you have any plans for the upcoming summit, Ms. Thorne?”

to his attitude and his tone, he seemed quite distant from Lysander. At first glance, he seemed like a gentleman who was polite.

that moment, all she could do was play along. “I’m a newcomer, attending the summit for the first time this year. Of course, I’m not striving for merit, but rather to avoid mistakes

a few rookies at the summit, and they

After all, I came here with you, Mr.

ask me directly. We could have a private conversation

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