Chapter 444

No one knew where slie got her courage from, but Hertha quickly stepped forward, positioning her body to block the closet door.

With a sheepish grin, she said, “Mr. Sinclair, this is my private closet. It’s filled with my clothes. It would be…inappropriate to open it.”

Her words had barely left her lips when she was met with Lysander’s icy stare. His handsome face was as cold as frost; it seemed that he could see right through her with those sharp, icy, oppressive eyes.

Hertha couldn’t help but shiver under his scrutiny.

She recoiled slightly and stepped aside like a cat,

As soon as she moved, Lysander swung open the closet door.

The dark and enclosed space was suddenly filled with light.

Thalassa’s eyes were met with the sight of Lysander’s tall and imposing figure, standing just a few feet away from her.

His aura was intimidating, his body emanating a cold sharpness, his face stern.

eyes with

air seemed to freeze for a

heart throbbed, her

deep voice echoed through the

and meekly stepped

casually against the

hung her head,

in the air. It was especially emanating from Lysander, whose face was as dark as an overcast sky before

rare moment of insight, she decided to leave the room

shifted to the side to let her pass, showing no intention of leaving. Instead, he watched Thalassa and

Alaric’s arm, attempting to pull him

You’ve touched me more than once.” Hertha quickly released him. She lifted her hand in the air and said in nervousness,

were all over

stepped forward to grip his arm firmly, “Fine, I touched you, so what? Come with me. Since I already owe you

time, Hertha didn’t just hold onto his arm over his clothes. She grabbed his hand directly, pulling him towards the door

disbelief; the woman

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