Chapter 972

Lysander’s gaze was too penetrating, too intense. Thalassa couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt under his scrutiny.

Unable to hold his gaze any longer, she lowered her head, her eyes skirting away as she stammered, “It’s… it’s the guy you had escorted out just now.”

Lysander’s eyes, profound pools of intrigue, deepened further as he observed her in silence.

As the silence thickened, Thalassa felt an unbearable weight pressing down on her.

His piercing stare seemed almost tangible, as if it could bore a hole right through her.

Feeling increasingly panicked, Thalassa struggled to withstand the pressure.

Lysander finally spoke, “Is that so? So, the case is closed then?”

Callum added, “When I burst into the room, all I saw was that scumbag.”

cast a glance at Callum, quickly averting her

was immediate, a physical

reaction might have been too telling and lowered her gaze, Lysander had already caught the fleeting change in her demeanor. His eyes were icy, as if they had frosted over.

her. Even without making eye contact, she could

seen Bruce, yet he went along with her lie, choosing not

could be Callum’s motive for doing

fathom what was going through Callum’s mind. She had been surprised by his

entire time, not once glancing at Thalassa. Lysander was already irked by their interaction;

had deliberately mentioned pursuing

Lysander’s reaction was because of his possessiveness or

kissing Thalassa forcefully in front of him

Lysander’s control over Thalassa went beyond mere

on edge, provoking

refrained from showing any interest

shifted towards Callum. He wrapped an arm around Thalassa’s waist, pulling her close, and said in a frosty tone, “It seems you have quite a

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