The next morning. Thalassa got up while her kids were still snoozing.

She hopped into the bathroom to freshen up. She grabbed a slice of bread and dashed out the door, munching on her breakfast and telling Evelyn, “Mom, gotta hit the road.”

“Why are you in such a hurry, sweetie?” Evelyn asked, concerned. She watched her daughter rush out.

Thalassa didn’t respond and quickly disappeared into the elevator.

Yesterday she was late for work by ten minutes and Lysander got all bent out of shape about it, even barking at her that Leopold would’ve been a better pick for her.

She ended up working for Leopold’s company by chance. She was nothing more than a secretary.

How was that choosing Leopold over him?

She’d once bragged about wanting to be Mrs. Sinclair at the Sinclair Group.

Lysander’s first reaction wasn’t to have a chat, or ask her if she really wanted to be Mrs. Sinclair, or even give her a clear answer.

he just

as day. He wasn’t going to

had nowhere to

Lysander bought the company just to bring her

and he turned into a beast, ready to rip her

Thalassa was genuinely scared.

early,

the timing was right, she’d quietly slip away where he couldn’t find

munched on her bread,

and she stepped

were parked outside. A purple-blue BMW

this slightly old neighborhood was eye-catching

neighborhood struck it rich and bought

them, muttered to

she still had to rely on public

the door of the Mercedes opened, and out stepped a man in a black

recognized him

greeted, “Good

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