Chapter 444

No one knew where slie got her courage from, but Hertha quickly stepped forward, positioning her body to block the closet door.

With a sheepish grin, she said, “Mr. Sinclair, this is my private closet. It’s filled with my clothes. It would be…inappropriate to open it.”

Her words had barely left her lips when she was met with Lysander’s icy stare. His handsome face was as cold as frost; it seemed that he could see right through her with those sharp, icy, oppressive eyes.

Hertha couldn’t help but shiver under his scrutiny.

She recoiled slightly and stepped aside like a cat,

As soon as she moved, Lysander swung open the closet door.

The dark and enclosed space was suddenly filled with light.

Thalassa’s eyes were met with the sight of Lysander’s tall and imposing figure, standing just a few feet away from her.

His aura was intimidating, his body emanating a cold sharpness, his face stern.

locked eyes

seemed to freeze

she saw Lysander, Thalassa’s heart throbbed, her breath hitching in

deep voice echoed through the room.

and meekly stepped out of the

casually against the

the closet door and hung her head, not daring to look at

Lysander, whose face was as dark as

moment of insight, she decided to leave the room and give the two some

to the side to let her pass, showing no intention of leaving. Instead, he watched Thalassa and Lysander with a

and grabbed Alaric’s

touched me more than once.” Hertha quickly released him. She lifted

hands were all over me just now, weren’t

herself in the first place; but seeing his smug expression. Hertha hardened her resolve. She stepped forward to grip his arm firmly, “Fine, I touched you, so what? Come with me. Since I already owe you a favor, I might as

Hertha didn’t just hold onto his arm over his clothes. She grabbed his hand directly, pulling him towards the door

was in disbelief; the woman really had the

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