Chapter 932

As Susan teetered on the brink of collapse into Lysander’s arms, Ethan furrowed his brow and gripped his phone tighter, debating

whether to dial Thalassa’s number.

Susan was smug inside, confident that with her allure, she could nab Lysander’s affections.

She let her body fall towards Lysander, but suddenly a foot braced against her.

Susan’s eyes caught sight of a shiny black loafer pressing against her midsection, blocking her advance.

Lifting her gaze, she met Lysander’s icy stare filled with revulsion.

“Mr. Sinclair…” she cooed, but the next second, pain shot through her abdomen.

“Ouch!”

strong shove, Lysander sent Susan

sight!” Lysander’s frosty voice cut through the

mum, trying to

Susan’s plight. He’d always known that Lysander wasn’t one for the

and received a different

struggling to rise, her eyes welling up as she stuttered an apology, “Mr. Sinclair, I’m so sorry,

Lysander’s piercing gaze swept over Susan

back to clear the way for

frustration and pain overwhelmed her. She’d dressed to kill, her scent alluring, yet Lysander had not spared her

little attention to the pain in her abdomen. Now that Lysander had left, Susan started to feel that the pain in her stomach had

with anger

had been eyeing Susan hungrily yet lacked the gall to approach. her before, now

woman can catch his eye. But we’re not so picky,” one of them leered. “Why don’t you spend the night with us? It would make

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