Chapter 475

The phone line crackled to life as she held her breath, “Hello?”

“Where are you?” Lysander’s voice was icy, low and commanding.

Thalassa glanced nervously at Leopold. She was holding her breath as she carefully replied, “At home.”

“I’m on my way.” Lysander’s rich baritone voice declared.

Before she could respond, he had ended the call.

Thalassa’s heart pounded with anxiety. A taxi happened to pass by, and she hastily flagged it down. Without an extra word with Leopold, she instructed the driver to

move.

She had to beat Lysander to her home, and to wear the necklace before he arrived:

Otherwise, Lysander would know she had lied.

Leopold watched the taxi retreat into the distance; his fists clenched and his eyes were filled with sorrow and longing.

He knew it was Lysander who had called her.

lied to hide the fact that she was being with

much about

what do I do to

with worry and impatience. Finally,

and dashed towards the door.

the door, she found it locked. She sighed with relief, fumbled

door opened, a chilling, oppressive sensation

félt her heart stop

dark; not a single

herself, not allowing her fear to get the best of her. Lysander didn’t have her

stepped into the apartment and

room, and a dark, imposing figure

on seeing

his head, his hawk-like eyes fixing on

the danger bore

that Thalassa felt a heaviness pressing on her chest, a wave of panic washing over her.

her hands; the

heart pounded even faster on

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