Chapter 547

He could feel the chilling frost through the line.

Realizing Lysander’s tone was fraught with anger, Alaric chuckled, “You heard me right. Your girl is at the bar, just made a pass at a young lad. She’s got him so angry that he’s ready to

take her to a motel.”

A motel?

Those words stung Lysander’s ears, piercing straight through his heart.

Fury simmered within his chest.

Lysander gritted his teeth, his voice icy, “Where?”

“Midnight Mirage.” Alaric said.

Once the call ended, Alaric turned his gaze toward her and was startled by the close proximity of Thalassa. She was almost pressing her face against his phone.

he just turned his gaze; if he jerked his

he dared not cross the

you doing? You scared the daylights out of

she looked at him, nervous yet hopeful, “Is Lysander coming? Will he

think of to see Lysander, to talk

response, Lysander had cut

calls no matter what. He was as cold and detached as if they had never

she didn’t quite hear Lysander’s response. So she had no idea if he would

jittery

about to reply when a commotion from the dance floor caught his attention. Hertha’s shriek echoed louder than the

“Ah, pervert!”

his head towards the dance floor,

man’s hand, glaring at him with rage, “You touched my

outburst attracted a

that was a mistake. I accidentally

think I didn’t feel it?” Hertha pointed at him, her lips trembling with anger,

your butt? Also, you’re still holding my hand, that’s inappropriate. I know I’m attractive,

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