Chapter 933

Susan kept a harmless smile plastered on her face as she placated the men.

“There we go, that’s more like it.” The men were comforted by Susan’s words.

“Why don’t you guys figure it out?” suggested Susan.

The three men looked at each other, each one eager to be the first to step up.

Seeing them distracted, Susan eyed the exit, made a beeline for the door, flung it open, and dashed out.

“Stop her!”

The realization hit the men like a ton of bricks; they had been duped. They scrambled after her, but it was too late. Susan had sprinted out of the private booth and was now weaving through the crowded club.

With so many witnesses, the men couldn’t just drag Susan away without causing a scene..

was sure she wasn’t being followed, she let out a sigh of relief. Thoughts of Lysander’s coldness and the men’s words gnawed at her.

there she was, not making the cut, invisible

twist of anger coiled in Susan’s heart.

who grew up in some backwater town, exuded nothing but a bumpkin

the arts of dance and piano, her upbringing a veritable fortress built

society gatherings, designer brands-what hadn’t she

Thalassa’s. While Thalassa played in the mud, Susan had been mastering the

no comparison!

catch Lysander’s

She was determined to be Lysander’s woman.

her father could exploit, ensuring her

with Susan off

the roadside,

Everhart, in such a rush to leave? You haven’t delivered

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