Chapter 977

How many lies had she spun in his presence?

She could have laid out the whole story of her kidnapping today, detail by detail, but instead, she dodged and weaved, piling lie upon lie. Such careful deceit-who was she shielding?

Besides Callum, who else mattered so much to her that she would weave such webs of lies to protect them?

Lysander’s icy, haughty words struck her like a curse, hammering against Thalassa’s eardrums, buzzing in her head, her heart skipping a

beat.

Tears suddenly welled up, silently spilling from the corners of her eyes.

She clenched her teeth tightly, stubbornly refusing to let out even a whimper.

All she wanted was to protect her mother. Fear of losing her mom meant she couldn’t risk even the slightest gamble.

And yet, Lysander subjected her to such suspicion, such punishment.

bitterness in her heart was like a draught of

her silent and crying, Lysander felt a tug at his

intimate

taut with muscles and eyes deepened, he breathed heavily, staring

departed, the wintry chill in the office

longer be contained; her tears flowed unrestrained, her sobs breaking the silence.

at the sound of her crying, his spine stiffening, his fists clenching. He bit

floodgates of emotion were opened, they were hard to close. Thalassa cried

then did she gradually stop

couch, her legs wobbly, her

the pain, she picked up her clothes from the floor and put them

were gone; it was impossible to

found a stapler in Lysander’s office and used it to fasten

on the desk and chairs, making her way out of

Group, she saw a black

car shimmered with a mysterious, opulent allure under the neon

skipped a beat at the sight of the car, and she

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