Chapter 1124

Callum lifted his gaze, Spotting a familiar figure approaching, his gentle smile swiftly retreated into an austere mask of seriousness.

Thalassa felt the air shift and turned to see Lysander striding towards them with a thunderous expression. His aura was sharp as an icy winter gale swept in, which chilled to the bone.

Her heart instinctively clenched; her eyes were wide with wariness and panic.

“Are you trying to cripple his hand, too?” Lysander’s frosty voice cut through the distance before he even arrived.

Thalassa’s eyes flickered. She snapped back to the present and realized she was still holding onto Callum’s arm. Their close proximity could easily be mistaken for a pair of long-lost lovers reunited.

She quickly withdrew her hand and turned again to face Lysander. He was already upon them, his domineering presence stifling her breath.

As he closed in, he seized Thalassa’s wrist and yanked her towards him, away from Callum.

Thalassa brushed against his torso before hastily stepping back. Her face was painted

not to let any misunderstanding incriminate

been the cause of Callum’s broken leg; if his hand suffered

over her flustered features. And he turned his gaze to Callum,

lips and responded, “A

reporter’s interviews?” Lysander remarked, his casual tone

hotel in the foothills of the Crest Summit last time and the incarcerated hotel owner requested to meet

was clear that his presence wasn’t planned to coincide

said sharply while ushering Thalassa across the threshold,

retreat with his crutches

and worried so much for his stability. Only when he steadied himself did she breathe a sigh of relief.

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