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.

gaze; if he jerked his head, he might

Lysander’s girl so he dared not cross the line.

the daylights out of me.” Alaric stepped back,

was tipsy, her eyes half-closed as she looked at him, nervous yet hopeful, “Is Lysander coming?

of to see Lysander, to talk to

Lysander had cut off all

He

she didn’t quite hear Lysander’s response. So

jittery

reply when a commotion from the dance floor caught

“Ah, pervert!”

Alaric’s nerves; as he turned his head towards the dance floor, Thalassa mirrored

a young man’s hand, glaring at him with

outburst attracted

uncomfortable, mumbled, “Like I said, that was a mistake. I accidentally touched

my ass! You were clearly grabbing my butt! You think I didn’t

touch your butt? Also, you’re still holding my hand, that’s inappropriate. I know I’m attractive, but I’m not that easy.” The young

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