Thalassa caught her just in time, giving Lydia a look that screamed, "hold your horses."

Just then, Lysander wheeled around, his gaze locking onto Thalassa.

Lydia, who had been blocking Thalassa's view, got a good look at the man before her. Her eyes widened, her expression turned solemn, and she snapped to attention, standing tall and straight like an oak tree, feet together, and saluted Lysander with military precision, announcing loud and clear, "Sir, yes, sir!"

Thalassa: "..."

This sudden shift in Lydia's demeanor left Thalassa gobsmacked. She flicked her gaze between Lysander and Lydia, bewildered.

Lydia stood there, all seriousness and respect, even a tad nervous, saluting Lysander like she was in the presence of a general.

Thalassa blinked in confusion, wondering what on earth was going on.

Why was Lydia addressing Lysander as if he were a high-ranking officer?

also caught off

once-over with his deep, soulful eyes, and said in a low tone, "We're not on duty here,

Lydia responded, lowering her hand

"Leave it to me to bring along someone who knows

knowledge. But today, she was riled up

Royal Estates, intending to look after Lysander as usual, but no sooner had she arrived than Lysander told her not to bother anymore. He was going to talk

ending their engagement, panic set in. She pressed him

YOUR

played the Whitman Group card, a move she would come

Thalassa's arrival, Rosalind directed all her frustration and

judgment, making her unusually

comment about Thalassa, in Lysander's presence,

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