Chapter 1250

Last time when Thalassa was with her friend Hertha for a blind date, Lysander seemed to know every detail as if he had been there himself.

She suspected that Alaric must be the one who called Lysander to spill the beans.

But this time was different. As she got into the car, there was no one familiar on the street, no passersby who might recognize her. How on earth did Lysander find out?

After some thought, Thalassa concluded that it must have been Ethan who saw her and tipped off Lysander.

After all, Lysander’s buddies were always in his corner, a bunch of gossipy meddlers eager for a juicy story. If she and Lysander ever had a falling out, those guys would be the first to grab the popcorn, especially Ethan.

Ethan’s teasing smile paused for a moment before it broadened. He crossed his arms and said leisurely, “Lysander gave me a heads-up yesterday, told me to mind my own beeswax.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Thalassa asked, puzzled.

out of a teen drama. I couldn’t hog the show all to myself. I had

quickly morphing into annoyance. “Mr. Ethan, it’s a real shame you’re not a paparazzo with that nosy streak of yours. If you were, the others wouldn’t stand

Lysander has already warned

a clear dig

lifted the pile of documents in her

and bolted back to his own, realizing the absurdity

I’m the boss. Since when do I run from my

by Lysander and Thalassa.

was all

dropped the documents on her desk and let

heart raced with

at the diner, but he had also seen the photo Ethan sent him-the one

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