Chapter 869

“Thalassa, as your sister, I’ve been running around town for your sake, trying to dig up some information about Lysander’s marriage prospects. Now that I’ve got some substantial intel, you’re giving me the cold shoulder?” Susan said, her voice filled with frustration as Thalassa remained quiet.

She spoke as though she was doing this for Thalassa’s benefit. But in reality, it was for her own advantage.

Thalassa sneered inwardly, but her face remained a cool, distant mask.

“There’s an empty table over there, and you can sit there,” Thalassa said without looking up and gestured towards an adjacent

table.

With so many available seats, Susan insisted on sitting across from her. Was it not obvious she was trying to instigate an argument?

Thalassa wasn’t naive enough to believe that Susan was genuinely concerned about her well–being. When Susan and her mother invaded Thalassa’s home, hurling insults and throwing punches at her mother, where was this sisterly affection then?

pretense of goodwill was more dangerous than a venomous

momentarily as she was dismissed, but it didn’t take long for her to recover and plaster a friendly smile

onto her

take it to heart. I genuinely care about you. Lysander is such a good man, and you’ve given him four children. You deserve to be Mrs. Sinclair, so don’t let another woman steal that title.” Susan said,

gown with a decorative heart–shaped

was ornamental and

responded coldly, not bothering to hide her disinterest as she continued to nibble on her

friends, whispering into her ear, “Thalassa, Charlotte’s just a busty bimbo. If you need, I can help you get rid of her. Then, the title

as Susan whispered

made her scoff

flattery and acting like a sycophant. And now,

say one thing to your face and

her face stern and

I really do care about. Susan explained, her face a picture of hurt as she glanced

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