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.

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

her heartstrings,

covered her

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

and responded to Sybil, “Thank you, but, Sybil, how did you

was sure it wasn’t Lysander who spilled the beans to Sybil, as he didn’t have

the ones from that night five years ago. Their relationship was strictly business. Boss and

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

said, “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

and chuckled,

really was a coincidence. She didn’t even know

who was sitting next to Sybil, kept silent, his face somber. He peeled a lobster and silently put the meat in Sybil’s bowl. “Eat it while it’s hot, it won’t taste

and put the meat into Thalassa’s

was feeling out of place, suddenly found a piece of peeled

was peeled by

looked at him

unfazed expression, said in a low

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