Chapter 933

Susan kept a harmless smile plastered on her face as she placated the men.

“There we go, that’s more like it.” The men were comforted by Susan’s words.

“Why don’t you guys figure it out?” suggested Susan.

The three men looked at each other, each one eager to be the first to step up.

Seeing them distracted, Susan eyed the exit, made a beeline for the door, flung it open, and dashed out.

“Stop her!”

The realization hit the men like a ton of bricks; they had been duped. They scrambled after her, but it was too late. Susan had sprinted out of the private booth and was now weaving through the crowded club.

With so many witnesses, the men couldn’t just drag Susan away without causing a scene..

took refuge on the dance floor, a mass of gyrating bodies providing cover. When she was sure she wasn’t being followed, she let out a sigh of relief. Thoughts of Lysander’s coldness and the men’s words gnawed at her. Lysander only

was, not making the cut,

of anger coiled in Susan’s heart. How was she any less than

exuded

the arts of dance and piano, her upbringing a veritable fortress

designer brands-what hadn’t

from Thalassa’s. While Thalassa played in the mud, Susan had

no

did Thalassa catch Lysander’s eye

was determined to be Lysander’s

that her father could exploit, ensuring

and with Susan off

roadside, Thalassa heard someone call her

around, Thalassa saw Callum approaching. “Ms. Everhart, in such a rush to leave? You haven’t delivered the

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