Chapter 443

Lysander spoke and, even if the reporters were bodacious, they dared not ignore his words.

One by one, the reporters took their leave.

The room, which had been filled with the cacophony of chatter, began to quiet down

Hertha was curious. The reporters were gone, the reward money had been given to her, so why was Lysander still hanging around?

Just as she was puzzling over this, she noticed Lysander’s gaze fell on a particular spot in the room; his eyes were deep and introspective.

A wave of panic washed over Hertha. Had Lysander discovered something?

She nervously offered, “Mr. Sinclair, Mr. Falconer, you must be thirsty. Let me get you a cup of coffee.”

Oh, for heaven’s sake, just drink your coffee and leave already.

If they stick around any longer, I’ll have a full-blown anxiety attack. She thought in her mind.

Hertha moved into the kitchen, only to find that she couldn’t locate the cups. She began to rummage through drawers and cupboards.

utehsils, drawing the attention of the two men in

for?” a wickedly cool voice echoed from

spinning around to see Alaric leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, watching her with a

I’m looking

a glass in your own home? This isn’t actually your place, is it?” Alaric raised an eyebrow

“No, of course this is my home!

shifted, struggling to find

didn’t want to use our everyday glasses for guests. I was trying to find disposable cups to serve you coffee,” she finally

cups, or where

under pressure, Hertha literally collapsed while dealing those shrewd

her brain, she couldn’t outwit them.

things at home, buying and putting

lightly, “Look at you, all flustered. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were hiding something.

around and left

was sitting on the sofa, his eyes glued to a location

that was so

him, “Lysander, shouldn’t

headed towards one of the

raised his eyebrows.

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