Chapter 323

Suddenly, she felt a pang of compassion for Lysander, thinking that he’d got a pretty rough deal too.

He’d lost his parents when he was just a kid.

Sure, her family life wasn’t exactly a bed of roses, growing up without the love and care of a dad, but at least she had her mom by her side.

Her mom might be soft-spoken and a bit of a chatterbox, but what mattered most was that she loved her.

She’d known a mother’s love since she was a kid.

But Lysander had lost his folks when he was just a tyke.

Compared to her, he had it way worse.

Thalassa looked at Lysander with tenderness in her eyes, hesitated for a moment standing by the desk, and then put the car keys and the neatly packed clothes on

She said softly, “Mr. Sinclair, here are the clothes and car keys you lent me yesterday. I’m returning them now.”

Lysander stopped what he was doing and looked at her with intense eyes.

He didn’t say a word, but his silent gaze made it hard for Thalassa to even breathe.

up early from now on. I swear I won’t be late anymore. I’m really not used to this car. My driving

take it. He had said that if she didn’t accept it, Mr. Sinclair might think that he

fail because of

was no way she was going to

was to thank her for saving his life five years ago and to

the villa because she believed that

apart from her regular salary, she couldn’t accept anything else

she did, she’d really become his

be crossing a line which she wasn’t willing to do, so

fixed on her, inscrutable and as cold as ice.

fear, and continued to say, “Lysander, did your hand get hurt yesterday? Thanks for teaching Bruce a

moment she mentioned Bruce’s name, Lysander’s gaze turned

and

like a knife.

taken aback. She nodded quickly and hurriedly turned to

she took

seriously scary.

a man high above the rest, holding life and death in his

had a rough childhood, but he lived in the lap of luxury at that point, rich enough to buy

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