Chapter 1276

“What do you consider to be right?” A cold voice resonated through the room.

He hadn’t arrived yet, but his presence was already felt by everyone nearby.

Without turning, Thalassa knew it was Lysander.

She didn’t look back, continuing to eat her oatmeal, lost in her own world, when the seat beside her was taken by a towering figure with an unmistakable aura.

As Lysander sat down, a chill seemed to emanate from him, making Thalassa slow her spoonfuls of oatmeal.

Callum’s face turned even sourer, his previously amiable gaze darkening.

Evelyn offered a nervous smile and greeted, “Mr. Sinclair, you’re up early. What would you like? I’ll go get something for you.”

“Mom, let me,” Thalassa stood up, her steps taking her towards the breakfast buffet.

Lysander was a man of unpredictable moods, quick to anger.

No one knew what might set him off, and if Evelyn irritated him, the outcome wouldn’t be pretty.

Thalassa couldn’t let her

plain oatmeal and a side of pickles for Lysander, placing them before him on

of Thalassa’s choices and scolded, “What are you

baffled by her mother’s words, as if Lysander wasn’t human and didn’t have the same

pickles.

wasn’t some grand five-star establishment. It was just a

Thalassa called out,

her tongue, not daring to look at Lysander, fearing his reaction and what he might do to

Evelyn feared they might be chased away like the day

voice broke the silence, “I’ve never tried pickles with oatmeal before. It’s worth

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picked up a pickle with

incredulously, worrying he would spit

he hadn’t eaten such simple food

fare was not for those with delicate

and, to everyone’s surprise, a smile played on his

with nerves, Thalassa

oatmeal and salmon.

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