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..

wasn’t being followed, she let out a sigh of relief. Thoughts of Lysander’s coldness

there she was, not making the cut, invisible

coiled in Susan’s heart.

exuded nothing but a bumpkin aura.

arts of dance and piano, her

designer brands-what hadn’t she

from Thalassa’s. While Thalassa played

was no comparison!

Lysander’s eye

was

Thalassa had vulnerabilities that her father

with Susan off delivering drinks,

roadside, Thalassa heard someone call

rush to leave? You haven’t delivered the drinks to the private booth, have

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