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

He wasn’t going to marry her, and he only wanted her

had nowhere to

at Leopold’s company and Lysander bought the company just to bring

was late and he turned into a beast, ready to rip

Thalassa was genuinely scared.

to get to work early, not be

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

munched on her

elevator reached the ground floor and she stepped out

cars were parked outside. A purple-blue BMW and a black Mercedes

presence in this slightly old

it rich and bought these cars to show

glanced at them, muttered to

while she still had to rely on

the door of the Mercedes opened, and out stepped a

him and

smiled and greeted, “Good morning, Ms.

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