Thalassa caught her just in time, giving Lydia a look that screamed, "hold your horses."

Just then, Lysander wheeled around, his gaze locking onto Thalassa.

Lydia, who had been blocking Thalassa's view, got a good look at the man before her. Her eyes widened, her expression turned solemn, and she snapped to attention, standing tall and straight like an oak tree, feet together, and saluted Lysander with military precision, announcing loud and clear, "Sir, yes, sir!"

Thalassa: "..."

This sudden shift in Lydia's demeanor left Thalassa gobsmacked. She flicked her gaze between Lysander and Lydia, bewildered.

Lydia stood there, all seriousness and respect, even a tad nervous, saluting Lysander like she was in the presence of a general.

confusion, wondering what

as if he

was also caught off guard by this turn

and said in a low tone, "We're not on duty

her hand but keeping her posture

on her lips as she coolly remarked, "Leave it to me to bring along someone who knows how to butter up

But today, she was

to the Royal Estates, intending to look after Lysander as usual, but no sooner had she arrived than Lysander told her not to bother anymore. He was going

mention ending their engagement, panic set in. She pressed him for a reason, but all he said

YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES

the Whitman Group card, a move she would come to regret as

Thalassa's arrival, Rosalind directed all her frustration and irritation towards

her judgment,

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