Chapter 502

In Royal Estates.

Fitch and the house staff had prepared a sumptuous dinner, each dish meticulously arranged on the dining table.

Lysander, tall and imposing, descended the staircase.

He was clad in a charcoal silk robe, the fabric shimmering under the crystal chandelier was just like the cool aura he exuded.

Even in lounge wear, he managed to evoke a sense of grandeur and luxury.

As he descended, Fitch turned to him and said with respect, “Sir, your dinner is served…”

His words trailed off as he noticed something odd about Lysander’s neck. He froze, fear and apprehension clouding his face.

Lysander noticed Fitch’s erratic look and frowned in irritation, “What are you looking at?”

“Oh, nothing. Please enjoy your meal,” Fitch quickly bowed his head and retreated.

The other staff members, who had been bustling about setting the table and polishing the silverware, froze in their tracks as they caught sight of Lysander’s neck. Yet, fearing his icy authority, they all bowed their heads in silence and busied themselves elsewhere.

stern and

had expended quite some energy, he was indeed

took his seat at the table, elegantly cutting into

staircase just as he

of the manor unseen. But she found him now slowly enjoying

“Mr. Sinclair, can I

she was worried about picking

his head, his gaze sweeping over her

in his black shirt, she was rolling up the

cinching her waist was accentuating her petite figure. The shirt barely covered her thighs;

an unintentional allure.

allowed you to

Lysander’s voice, Fitch and the other staff turned

even a glance from others was

I supposed to wrap myself in a bed sheet instead?”

hung in the air, he stood up quickly. His towering figure cast a shadow over

Thalassa’s heart as he seized her wrist and

open a door, leading her to another wardrobe. His face was stern as

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