Chapter 172

The dining room was a standalone part of the Sinclair family’s mansion.

This full–on glass dining room allowed you to soak in the view outside. You could pop the windows open, and a gentle breeze would waft in, carrying the scent of blooming flowers.

Having a meal in such an environment was a triple treat for your senses. Sight, smell, and sound.

Man! Rich people really lived the high life.

Thalassa was taken aback.

The restaurant table was laden with deluxe king crab, big lobsters, sashimi, and all sorts of seafood that were air freighted from abroad. The aroma was irresistible, making for a perfect cornbination of color, aroma, and taste.

Thalassa hadn’t even started eating yet, and her mouth was already watering.

in Starhaven, seafood cost an arm and a leg compared to regular food. She had to make ends meet for her four kids; she couldn’t afford to splurge on seafood. It had been five years since she last savored the taste of

taste hit her

embarrassingly covered

hearing her stomach growl, “Go ahead, dig in. Don’t be shy, all

to Sybil, “Thank you, but, Sybil, how

wasn’t Lysander who spilled the beans to Sybil, as

the ones from that night five years ago.

and mighty CEO, and she was just an inconspicuous janitor. Why would a high–profile CEO care about

“I took a wild guess, and I nailed it. Actually, I also have a soft spot for seafood, and Lysander is quite a seafood enthusiast as well. This shows you and Lysander have a lot in common; you both

bit embarrassed, lowered her head and chuckled, “What a coincidence. It’s probably just

coincidence. She didn’t even know that Lysander had a taste

sitting next to Sybil, kept silent, his face somber. He peeled a lobster and silently put the meat in Sybil’s

and put

feeling out of place, suddenly found

peeled

at

expression, said in a low voice, “Eat it

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