Chapter 550

Lysander cradled Thalassa and strode out of the bar. A sleek black Rolls Royce was parked at the entrance. Neon lights glided over its luxurious exterior, casting a myriad of colors on the imposing and untouchable veneer.

As he approached, the car door swung open.

Several adorable tots clambered out.

With their little legs pumping, they ran towards Lysander, their heads bobbing in a cutely clumsy manner. Their innocent faces, illuminated by the vibrant city lights, glowed with

excitement.

“Mummy!”

“Mummy!

“Mummy!”

“Mummy!”

Four voices called out in unison. The little ones tumbled towards Lysander, grabbing onto his trousers, reaching up to touch Thalassa in his arms.

had

Thalassa, overcome by alcohol, was fast asleep. The children she yearned to meet were around

out, caught this

and four kids were running towards him, grabbing his legs, their eyes

was puzzled. What

Atticus, seeing Thalassa’s closed eyes and unconscious state, furrowed his small brow with concern, his childish voice was laced with panic.

to us? We aren’t going to bed; we want to

finger on her lips, making a hushing gesture, her large round eyes were gleaming brightly, which

pure cuteness.

Sophia nodded in agreement. She was afraid to wake her mom up so her voice was

little girl, but her mood became much more stable upon

if having mother nearby gave her a boost

utterly confused. What were these four kids calling Thalassa?

Mom?

Hertha’s

glance down at the children. His deep-set eyes scanned over their faces as

vigorously and was the first

eyes widened in shock.

his hearing, was there? What did that kid

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