Chapter 1108

Thalassa stood frozen, her gaze locked on Lysander’s pocket, unable to ignore the buzzing of a cell phone.

Lysander’s sharp eyes darted to his phone as he fished it out of his pocket. His brows, usually as straight as an arrow, furrowed almost imperceptibly. He handed the phone to Thalassa, saying, “Take it.”

“Me?” Thalassa pointed at herself in disbelief.

This was Lysander’s own phone. He was asking her to answer it?

Were they really that close now that she could just pick up his calls?

The people he knew were either business moguls or blue-blooded aristocrats.

But she didn’t know any of them. What on earth would she say?

While Thalassa hesitated, Lysander urged her, “Hurry up.”

continued to vibrate in

disconnect. Lysander’s demeanor was unmistakable. She took the phone from his

ID read Fitch!

video call from Fitch to

be the

Thalassa in an instant, and her hesitation turned into excitement as she pressed

filled with the big, bright eyes of not one but four children, their long lashes fluttering adorably.

What was this?

four kids huddled in front of the phone, eyes wide with anticipation?

the camera to give your dad a fright?” Thalassa’s lips curled into a smile as her tone shifted to one of warmth and

at the sight of

with glee, her eyes going wide with surprise, making them look even more

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Fitch didn’t

they hadn’t expected to see her face as soon as

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