Chapter 977

How many lies had she spun in his presence?

She could have laid out the whole story of her kidnapping today, detail by detail, but instead, she dodged and weaved, piling lie upon lie. Such careful deceit-who was she shielding?

Besides Callum, who else mattered so much to her that she would weave such webs of lies to protect them?

Lysander’s icy, haughty words struck her like a curse, hammering against Thalassa’s eardrums, buzzing in her head, her heart skipping a

beat.

Tears suddenly welled up, silently spilling from the corners of her eyes.

She clenched her teeth tightly, stubbornly refusing to let out even a whimper.

All she wanted was to protect her mother. Fear of losing her mom meant she couldn’t risk even the slightest gamble.

And yet, Lysander subjected her to such suspicion, such punishment.

was like a draught of wormwood, choking her.

a tug at his heart,

remembered how she looked after their intimate

with muscles and eyes deepened, he breathed heavily, staring at Thalassa for a few seconds before turning on his

Lysander departed, the wintry chill

of injustice could no longer be contained; her tears flowed unrestrained, her sobs breaking

crying, his spine stiffening, his fists clenching. He bit his lip and strode away with long, brisk steps.

Thalassa cried until her feelings of oppression and pain had somewhat

then did she gradually

she got up from the couch, her legs wobbly, her back

picked up her clothes from the

gone; it was impossible

Lysander’s office and used it to

tidying herself up as best as she could, she leaned on the desk and chairs, making her

the entrance of Sinclair Group, she saw a black

with a mysterious, opulent allure under the neon lights of the city

a beat at the sight of the

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