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

Josiah said, “Let’s go. It’s time to eat.”

two

swiftly turning his head and covering his mouth and nose, he was still in a restaurant, so many people

the hotel gym quite chilly at night? Have you caught a

bed the previous night. A meaningful smile graced his countenance as he responded thoughtfully, “Probably due to the recent flu season, I

to appease the naïve Tiffany.

Tiffany didn’t press

minutes in the

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afford to fuss over her appearance. She hastily tied up

without a mask, Tiffany expressed her surprise, “Lysa,

Lysander indeed felt much better. The symptoms

vanished.

running out of time? Let’s get going

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

was all right.”

Lysander completely ignored him as if he were nothing more than air.

walked out together. The former whispered, “The driver hasn’t arrived yet, though.”

not wait. It won’t make

like the day

with no one choosing to

had become much more at ease.

As he casually adjusted his sleeve, he made an offhand remark, “Lysa, how was

the driver was merely a

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

you

his tone, he seemed quite distant from Lysander. At

nothing but pretentious? 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

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