Chapter 415

Thalassa paused, tension coursing through her frame as she maneuvered around the sofa, heading towards the secluded corner of the room.

As she passed by Lysander, her wrist was abruptly seized.

His palm, calloused from years of labor, was strong and warm.

As he held onto Thalassa, her heart gave an involuntary flutter, and she glanced back at him.

His eyes met hers briefly before he pulled her to sit next to him, his arm casually draped around her waist.

The gesture was undeniably intimate.

Thalassa’s heart hammered in her chest as she attempted to pull away, but Lysander’s grip was unyielding.

Seemingly sensing her reluctance, Lysander tightened his hold on her slender waist, ensuring she remained seated beside him.

“Grandpa, do you need anything?” Lysander pre-empted, addressing Zephyr.

was a familiar gesture, one that hinted at the intimacy

was flaunting this

“Regarding Charlotte.”

want to discuss the arranged marriage”

Lysander for a moment, before sliding over his hand on Thalassa’s waist, “Fitch said you didn’t return to the villa last night.” “Grandpa, you seem to have a lot of free time lately. I’ve asked David to book tickets for you to travel abroad, take a breather,” Lysander offered, pouring Zephyr a glass of lemon

sentence was a deflection, each word a rejection.

the arranged marriage, nor

last night

man who could take responsibility for his actions.

grandparents’ concern, but he was no

deeply, understanding

opinions, and was

this, Zephyr felt a pang

in one gulp, shooting Thalassa a

if she’d been stabbed in

as if it was stuffed

was

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