Chapter 295

He smirked and asked sarcastically, “What, got the presidential suite on your mind again?”

Thalassa choked on her coffee, spewing a mouthful all over the table.

Quickly, she grabbed a napkin and started wiping, “Sorry, didn’t mean to.”

The last time she mentioned a date, he was on the phone booking the presidential suite in a heartbeat.

Now, why were they back on that topic again?

He just mentioned the suite, and all those moments involuntarily flooded back into her mind.

The coffee was practically scared out of her mouth.

While Thalassa was frantically cleaning the table, Lysander, cool as a cucumber, picked up a napkin and helped her.

Amidst the chaos, Thalassa’s hand accidentally brushed against his.

unease. Every time she touched him, she felt a

she quickly pulled her

reaction was a bit too obvious, she glanced up at Lysander,

were full

on edge, and his

“I, uh,

a word, Lysander watched Thalassa

was located

door of the coffee shop, take a left, and go down

her hands in front of the mirror,

water.

clean, she cupped water

let the cold water shock her

at her reflection, water droplets all over her face, looking a

her was a bit

she saw a glimmer of hope, a chance that

appeared in

the click-clack of high heels on the floor sent a chill

in the mirror gradually

makeup and trendy outfit, the woman in the mirror looked neat and

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