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.

hide the fact that she was being with him.

so much

do I do to be with

journey home was fraught with worry and impatience.

and dashed towards

found it locked. She sighed with relief, fumbled

the door opened, a chilling, oppressive sensation swept over her.

heart

was dark; not a single light was

her fear to get the best of her. Lysander didn’t have

into the apartment and flicked

illuminated the room, and a dark, imposing figure on the couch

heart stopped on seeing

his hawk-like eyes fixing

and the

so intense that Thalassa felt a heaviness pressing on her chest, a wave of

was toying with the platinum necklace with her hands; the pendant was

faster on seeing such a

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