Chapter 296

Thalassa was speaking from the heart.

She didn’t fancy being Lysander’s secretary, let alone his woman.

She yeamed to stay clear from him and never see him again for the rest of her life.

Only then could she make sure her kids were stashed away safe and sound.

Faye mistook Thalassa’s words as boasting as if she was rubbing it in her face.

She was fuming, her face dark with rage, glaring at Thalassa: “Don’t get too cocky, Thalassa. You, a poor sod, will always be looked down upon. Lysander will lose interest in you in no time, and you’ll be discarded like trash. No, you’re even worse than trash!”

Faye’s anger and resentment seeped from her core.

She had just seen Thalassa and Lysander sitting in a café, sipping coffee together at the mall.

Lysander’s lips were curled in a small smile, his deep eyes full of admiration for Thalassa.

His gaze was filled with a tenderness she had never seen before, filled with love.

knew his eyes were usually cold when he looked at people. But

different.

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for ten years, silently in love with

eyes, she was no more than a male secretary.

women, but Thalassa shattered that notion.

turned out Lysander could passionately kiss

out his profound, and icy eyes could

out, he was into

hoping to touch

that time and all that effort didn’t compare to Thalassa’s one night

heartbroken, furious, and filled with hatred for

Thalassa’s one night with Lysander five years ago, Lysander might at least

vented all her frustrations and resentments

didn’t want to bicker with her, but her words were just too

was worse than trash,

“A decent person wouldn’t betray their own company or frame others. So, Faye, what type

raised her hand

hand swiftly approaching, Thalassa’s

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