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?

was also caught off guard by this

gaze, giving Lydia a brief once-over with his deep, soulful eyes, and said in a low tone, "We're not

lowering her hand but

"Leave it to

knowledge. But today, she was riled up by

Lysander as usual, but no sooner had she arrived than

She pressed him for a reason, but all he said was

PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE

her desperation, Rosalind played the Whitman Group card, a move she would come to

arrival, Rosalind directed all her frustration and irritation

clouded her judgment, making

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

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