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

she care so much

what do I do to be with you? He

home was fraught with worry and impatience. Finally, the taxi

from the vehicle and

it locked. She sighed

the door opened, a chilling, oppressive sensation swept

félt her heart stop beating.

not a

her. Lysander

into the apartment and flicked on the light

imposing figure on the couch

stopped on

hawk-like

and the danger bore in those eyes.

heaviness pressing on her chest, a wave of

hands;

faster on

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