Chapter 841

“I promise you!” Lysander declared, his face somber and his words resolute.

Amelia finally released his arms.

Below the stairs, those persistent reporters were eager to get close and take pictures of Leopold. Thalassa, summoning all her will, observed their movements. As one reporter suddenly made a move, she stepped forward to intervene.

But with her first step, she realized her body was weighing a ton. She couldn’t support her body, which nearly ached to the point of convulsion.

As she took her step, she found herself lurching forward.

A strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist and pulled her back against a solid chest. The man’s robust scent filled her nostrils, carrying the unmistakable aura of masculine strength.,

Through blurred, tear–filled eyes, Thalassa looked up to see Lysander’s tense yet chiseled face.

Seeing him, her tears started flowing like a faucet; her heart ached as if stabbed with every breath she took.

a sharp sting in Lysander’s heart.

at Leopold before his eyes turned a fiery red. He ordered his bodyguards,

swiftly moved in, dispersing the headline–hungry reporters. Cameras that had captured images

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power of the Sinclair Group, the reporters dared not cross the line.

clung tightly onto Lysander’s shirt, struggling with her inner pain. Her hands shook uncontrollably as tears streamed down her

in arms; his voice became husky, “Everything will

personnel rushed forward to

announced, “I’m afraid he’s gone. We should prepare for the next.”

at the words, his eyes clenching shut in

who had been resting against Lysander, stiffened. A cold chill ran up her spine.

tears, “You have to save him! How can you announce

the pain of a grieved family,

down the stairs by the staff, collapsed

collapse, flung herself in front of Leopold. She clutched his body, staggering with grief and nearly tearing her heart out.

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