Chapter 4

A bottle of booze was worth 20 grand Even if she had the guts to give it a shot, she didn’t have the money to handle the fallout of a failure

“Good suggestion, start pouring Alaric made the call for the crew-

Just to double check, Thalassa asked, “Gentlemen, are you really sure?”

“Absolutely! Quit yapping and pour the drinks!” Alaric rushed her

Thalassa then confidently popped a bottle First heading towards Richard, who was sandwiched between two hotties. She brought two glasses, placed them in front of them, and leaned over to pour Unbeknownst to her, as she poured, her neckline plunged and her dress hiked up, giving off some serious visual feast

Lysander caught sight of this view. His eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Thalassa then went on to pour for Richard, Ethan, and Alaric’s lady friends. Next, she stood up straight, maintaining her professional smile “Ladies, please enjoy.”

Upon receiving the green light from their gentlemen, the ladies took a sip from their glasses and unanimously appreciated it. “Delicious!”

In this kind of setting, all the women knew how to butter up these wealthy dudes. Who’d be crazy enough to risk saying the wine sucked?

In such a situation, everyone knew not to rock the boat.

“Hear that? They all said it’s good, aren’t you going to pour one for Lysander? He’s the man of the hour tonight. If you overlook him, you can’t handle the repercussions, Alaric commanded Thalassa, raising his eyebrows.

because Lysander just got back. They were here to celebrate for

to the man’s fiery

which scared the bejesus out of her. She quickly reflected on whether she had done something wrong to piss him off. Otherwise, why would he be giving her such a

she might have messed up, spoke

a woman’s low moan. Just like the

voice sounded sweet and helpless. It was like a drunken kitten. Why did this woman’s voice

fell from the helicopter after getting injured.

secretary to find that woman, only to be

have misheard, or was it just a similar voice. Was the

by his beast–like gaze

to step back, and

embarrassingly, her

excitedly,

what’s your name? You’ve got

Lysander being taken down by a woman? OMG, I’m gonna remember this for the

but in her hurry, she slipped and fell on him again, her face bumping

ready to roll onto the sofa. Just as she was about to push herself up. grabbed by the wrist.

she was tightly

He didn’t see the woman’s face that night, but when he left, he purposely touched her face to remember the feel of her cheeks, that unique sweetness that moved him. How could there be another woman that made him

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