Chapter 788

“Police station, Lysander replied, striding in with his long legs.

His imposing aura approached, and an icy chill seemed to strike at Thalassa’s heart. Instinctively, she stepped back, making room for

him.

But Lysander didn’t take the path she’d cleared, he advanced on her instead. The intense rush of cold air hit Thalassa’s cheek as he drew nearer. Nervously, she kept stepping back, tripping on her own foot, almost falling over.

A lean, muscular arm wrapped around her waist, gently pulling her back. Thalassa’s body was brought back against Lysander’s sturdy, powerful chest.

She looked up at him, panic-stricken. Meeting his profound gaze, she gasped, “What…what’s the matter?”

“What are you doing, locking yourself up in your room, hmm?” His deep-set eyes scrutinized her, as if trying to penetrate her soul.

“Nothing, I was just about to rest,” Thalassa turned her face away, avoiding his gaze.

at the cell phone she was holding, took it from her, and unlocked it.

brows, biting her lip slightly. Her heart tightened, but she didn’t

deleted Leopold’s call history and even his phone number the moment she got it, to prevent Lysander from

found nothing unusual. He continued to stare at her, “Not going to

his. His gaze

and asked, “Were you checking

echoed, “Two workers died

frowned, her heart heavy. This was no news story; it was a grim

families of the deceased workers.

a loved one was earth-shattering.

to ask about Leopold’s condition?” Lysander

saw Lysander’s slightly raised eyebrow. His eyes were like a black hole, ready to devour her

breathing, trying to conceal any sign of guilt. She carefully asked, “The two who died

tried to give the impression that Leopold’s

Lysander’s

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