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

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

lowering her hand but keeping her posture rigid

remarked, "Leave it to me to bring along someone who knows

grace and knowledge. But

she arrived than Lysander told her

Rosalind heard Lysander mention ending their engagement, panic set in. She pressed him for a reason, but all he

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desperation, Rosalind played the Whitman Group card, a move

directed all her frustration and irritation towards

clouded her judgment, making

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

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