Chapter 1108

Thalassa stood frozen, her gaze locked on Lysander’s pocket, unable to ignore the buzzing of a cell phone.

Lysander’s sharp eyes darted to his phone as he fished it out of his pocket. His brows, usually as straight as an arrow, furrowed almost imperceptibly. He handed the phone to Thalassa, saying, “Take it.”

“Me?” Thalassa pointed at herself in disbelief.

This was Lysander’s own phone. He was asking her to answer it?

Were they really that close now that she could just pick up his calls?

The people he knew were either business moguls or blue-blooded aristocrats.

But she didn’t know any of them. What on earth would she say?

While Thalassa hesitated, Lysander urged her, “Hurry up.”

phone continued to vibrate in his steadfast grip.

Lysander’s demeanor was unmistakable. She took the phone from his hand, only to discover

the caller ID read Fitch!

from Fitch

be the

dawned on Thalassa in an instant, and her hesitation turned into excitement as

with the big, bright eyes of not one but four children, their long

What was this?

four kids huddled in front of the

dad a fright?” Thalassa’s lips curled into a smile as her tone shifted to one of warmth and tenderness.

melted away at the sight of

with glee, her eyes going wide with surprise, making them look even more like shiny marbles on the screen.

Fitch didn’t lie to us, finding

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