Chapter 127

Just picturing that scene would make one cringe like crazy.

The whole afternoon, Thalassa Everhart was running around like a headless chicken.

Finally, when it was time to knock off, she packed up her cleaning tools and was ready to call it a day.

She took the bus home every day, and today was no different. She stood across the street waiting for the bus, but it seemed to be running late. She had already been waiting for half an hour, and it was still a no-show.

Her phone started ringing. It was her mother, Evelyn

answered, “What’s

home yet? Are you trying to pull a fast one on me?”

on my way home. I’ll be there in a bit. Just

that, she

to pull up beside her. Without thinking twice, and without getting a good look at who the driver was, she hopped in, giving the

gas, and they were off, moving

then, Lysander happened to be driving home. He saw Thalassa get into a taxi, and the driver, to his surprise, was

eyes flashed with anger. He knew Thalassa well enough to know that she was a master manipulator, using her charms to get whatever she

times, out of respect for Celia. In his book, he

do with any guy was

three way intersection, ready to make a left turn and head home. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught

a cold aura enveloped him as he clenched his teeth. How could she be so

she really

grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white. His rational mind told him to let it go, but

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