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 on earth was

Lysander as

been eyeing Thalassa, was also caught off guard by this turn of

once-over with his deep, soulful eyes, and said in a low tone, "We're not on duty here, no

her hand but keeping her posture rigid and

caught on, a smirk playing on her lips as she coolly remarked, "Leave it to

But

look after Lysander as usual, but no sooner had she arrived than Lysander told her not

panic set in. She pressed him for a reason, but all he said was that they

PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES

Rosalind played the Whitman Group card, a move she

Rosalind directed all

clouded her judgment, making her unusually

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