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?

eyeing Thalassa, was also caught off guard by this turn

a brief once-over with his deep, soulful eyes, and said in a low tone, "We're not on duty here, no need

responded, lowering her hand

playing on her lips as she coolly remarked, "Leave it to me

epitome of grace and knowledge. But

after Lysander as usual, but no sooner had she arrived than Lysander told her not to bother anymore. He was going to talk to Joshua and call

pressed him for a reason, but all

PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES

Rosalind played the Whitman Group card, a move

Rosalind directed all her frustration and irritation

judgment, making

make such an irrational comment about Thalassa, in Lysander's presence,

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