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.”

quite the enigmatic

said, “Let’s

had barely taken two

nose, he was still

Tiffany asked, “Jose, isn’t the hotel gym quite chilly at

night. A meaningful smile graced his countenance as he responded thoughtfully, “Probably due

was sufficient to appease the

expected, Tiffany didn’t press

finishing their meal, Josiah and Tiffany waited for a few minutes in the lobby. Soon, they saw Lysander rushing out

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was of the essence, and Lysander couldn’t afford to fuss over her appearance. She hastily tied up her long hair, grabbed

expressed her surprise, “Lysa, has your cold gotten

taking a hot bath, Lysander indeed felt much better. The symptoms of

vanished.

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

her hands. “A cold requires plenty of rest to recover. I’m sure you had a

was all right.”

there, but Lysander completely ignored him as if he were

Lysander walked out together. The former whispered, “The driver hasn’t

wait. It won’t make a difference if I

choosing their seats, just like the day before, Tiffany led

empty, with no one choosing to

had become much

subtle move of Lysander. A fleeting smile flashed across his face. As he casually adjusted his sleeve, he made an offhand remark, “Lysa,

for the driver was merely a story he concocted to

tone was barely neutral. “It’s

composure, “Do you have

At

If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, Lysander would have rolled her eyes to the ceiling. However, at that moment, all she could do was play along. “I’m a newcomer, attending

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