Chapter 480 Pretentious Person

Tiffany approached. “What did Lysa ask you to tell me?”

Lysander was on the verge of losing her patience, “Can you please be mindful of the situation, Josiah?”

Josiah’s laughter grew even louder. “Wasn’t it you who urged me to speak up?”

Lysander was speechlesss

“All right, my relationship with Tiffany isn’t what you’re imagining. I’ll find time to explain it to you in

detail.”

Lysander hung up the phone immediately. I shouldn’t have called him!

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Tiffany was still puzzled. “Jose, did lysa hang up the phone?”

“She did,” said Josiah

“What happened? She hung up so abruptly. Is she mad? It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have bothered you to seek help from Lysa last night. She’s ill, and yet we disturbed her rest.

“It’s not that serious, Josiah said softly. “She is quite understanding, and I’m certain she’s not mad at you.”

Then who was she angry at?”

Josiah put away the phone. “It’s probably her husband.”

Tiffany’s mouth hung open in surprise. “Lysa is already married?”

“She was married, yes.”

is quite the

couldn’t suppress, Josiah said,

barely taken two

and covering his mouth and nose, he was still in

of concern, Tiffany asked, “Jose, isn’t the hotel gym quite

catch a cold.” Josiah thought back to what Lysander had mentioned in bed the previous night. A meaningful smile graced his countenance as

excuse was sufficient to

expected, Tiffany didn’t press

few minutes in the lobby. Soon, they saw Lysander rushing out

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to fuss over her appearance. She hastily tied up her

without a mask, Tiffany expressed her surprise,

felt much better. The symptoms of

vanished.

or less. Didn’t you say we were running out of time?

cold requires plenty of rest to recover. I’m sure you had a good sleep

was all

him as

walked out together. The former whispered, “The

Josiah took a few steps ahead. “Then let’s not wait. It won’t make a difference if

seats, just like the day before, Tiffany led Lysander

empty, with no one choosing to sit

much more at ease.

As he casually adjusted his sleeve, he made an offhand remark, “Lysa, how was your rest last night?

the driver was merely a story he concocted to handle Tiffany.

neutral. “It’s fine, really. Thanks for arranging this,

you have any plans for the upcoming summit, Ms. Thorne?”

and his tone, he seemed quite distant from Lysander. At first

moment, all she could do was play along. “I’m a newcomer, attending the summit for the first time this year. Of course, I’m not striving for merit, but rather to

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