Chapter 558

Though the children were oblivious, the adults in the room knew exactly what was going on.

Lysander, in particular, understood the origin of Thalassa’s so-called injuries. His handsome face was grave and calm. He spoke with his low and magnetic voice, “Let’s eat.”

Thalassa sighed, feeling helpless against the absolute authority. Lysander had taught her that as long as she wasn’t embarrassed, it was everyone else’s problem.

Thalassa picked up a piece of shrimp that Atticus had given her. Vengefully, she ate it in a single bite, her teeth grinding it to pieces.

She imagined the shrimp as Lysander, crunching him down.

Fitch, who had been standing by to serve, had quietly walked away after hearing Atticus question and seeing the exchange between Thalassa and Lysander. He also called the other servants away.

It was best not to get involved in those kind of situations.

Atticus was an astute child, clever and wise beyond his years.

accidentally injured herself, he had seen the resentment in her

young brows furrowed into a small

his father who had hurt his mother and

forehead and bandages on her face,

time, it must have been him

had probably said she had accidentally hurt herself

tiny fists

game

play with the children. She counted

or not, here

behind the curtains, squeaked.

to search

butt.

me! I thought you couldn’t see me,” Dorian said, immediately lowering his little butt and sitting

the one closing your eyes and crawling on the floor. Not

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