Chapter 621

Their footsteps passed by Thalassa, heavy with an icy wind that cut across her face, sharp and cold.

Thalassa watched as they walked away, her gaze trailing their footprints until they were lost from sight.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared blankly at the then-deserted corridor.

A pair of leather shoes approached. Stopping beside her, a man’s voice rang out, “Ms. Everhart, may I assist you?”

Thalassa turned her stiff neck to look at the man. It was David.

With a dry swallow, she managed to get out, “I can do it… on my own…”

just choked her could have easily been fatal.

his hand, Thalassa managed to rise, using the wall for support.

his hand and said, “Ms. Everhart, it’s getting late. You should

he

still, her legs shaking slightly as she

doctor’s words about letting the elderly rest in peace echoed in her mind,

against the wall, taking one shaky step after another towards

only to see Lysander’s sleek black Rolls-Royce drive off, followed by an ambulance.

which was on its way to

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