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.

if he jerked his head, he

Lysander’s girl so he dared not cross the

the daylights out

half-closed as she looked at him, nervous yet

everything she could think of to

cut

calls no matter what. He was as cold and detached as if they had

heard what Alaric said about her. But she didn’t quite hear Lysander’s response. So she had no idea

was both jittery

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

“Ah, pervert!”

as he turned his head towards the

him with

attracted

young man, who was visibly uncomfortable, mumbled, “Like I said, that was a mistake. I accidentally touched

were clearly grabbing my butt! You think I didn’t feel it?” Hertha pointed at him, her lips trembling with

you’re still holding my hand, that’s inappropriate. I know I’m attractive, but I’m not that

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