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 straight-up

going to marry her, and he only wanted her as

had nowhere

Lysander bought the company just to

late and he turned into a beast,

Thalassa was genuinely scared.

she tried to get to work early, not be

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

munched on her bread, she

the ground floor and

parked outside. A purple-blue BMW and

presence in this slightly old neighborhood was

rich and bought these cars

them, muttered to herself,

she still had to

and out stepped a man in a black suit, blocking her

recognized him

smiled and greeted, “Good

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