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.

eyes with

freeze for a

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

voice echoed through the

shuddered and meekly stepped out of the

against the door frame with a

and hung her head, not daring

Lysander, whose face was as dark as

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

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

speechless, turned back and grabbed Alaric’s arm, attempting to pull him away.

“Hertha, what are you doing? Trying to get a piece of me? One touch, one favor. You’ve touched me more than once.” Hertha

his arm, “Your hands were all

arm firmly, “Fine, I touched you, so what? Come with me. Since I already owe you a favor, I might as

his clothes. She grabbed his hand directly, pulling him towards the door with a mix of coaxing and dragging, and shut it behind them.

disbelief; the woman really had

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