Chapter 1267

Callum snapped back to reality and noticed Evelyn’s furrowed brow, her face etched with worry and guilt. His smile returned, easing the tension in the air, “Hey, what are you talking about? You don’t owe me an apology. This kind of stuff happens all the time, no biggie.”

“That’s a relief,” Evelyn replied, her voice trembling slightly with the weight of her concern. No sooner had the words left her mouth than the door burst open. A gust of formidable energy charged into the room, tugging at everyone’s nerves.

Evelyn turned to see Lysander carrying Thalassa into the room, his stern face tight with displeasure.

Evelyn’s heart sank, her voice laced with panic and worry as she uttered, “Thalassa…”

Callum’s gaze darkened upon seeing Lysander’s hold on Thalassa, his fist clenching at his side.

Under the watchful eyes of her mother and Callum, Thalassa felt her discomfort grow, twisting in Lysander’s arms. His sharp glance sent a clear message, and she stilled, as if doused in icy water.

The mere thought of being seen in such a compromising position was bearable when it only involved strangers, but this was different. Here she was, in front of her mother and Callum, held close by Lysander in a manner that was far too intimate.

Lysander had ground it into the dirt beneath his

Evelyn and Callum, his voice low and icy as he commanded, “If you know what’s good for you leave us!”

blunt, domineering words left Thalassa breathless, her eyes wide with

fear.

was he saying?

say it right in

presence, turned pale but managed a weak smile. “Of

her head bowed, Evelyn left the room.

the challenging glare, Callum slowly rose, leaning on his cane, and made his

under Lysander’s intimidating gaze,

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Callum, her face ashen, “Mr. Gordon, let’s get out of

all, who would want to stick around and hear the

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