Chapter 480 Pretentious Person

Tiffany approached. “What did Lysa ask you to tell me?”

Lysander was on the verge of losing her patience, “Can you please be mindful of the situation, Josiah?”

Josiah’s laughter grew even louder. “Wasn’t it you who urged me to speak up?”

Lysander was speechlesss

“All right, my relationship with Tiffany isn’t what you’re imagining. I’ll find time to explain it to you in

detail.”

Lysander hung up the phone immediately. I shouldn’t have called him!

|

Tiffany was still puzzled. “Jose, did lysa hang up the phone?”

“She did,” said Josiah

“What happened? She hung up so abruptly. Is she mad? It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have bothered you to seek help from Lysa last night. She’s ill, and yet we disturbed her rest.

“It’s not that serious, Josiah said softly. “She is quite understanding, and I’m certain she’s not mad at you.”

Then who was she angry at?”

Josiah put away the phone. “It’s probably her husband.”

Tiffany’s mouth hung open in surprise. “Lysa is already married?”

“She was married, yes.”

really is quite

smile he couldn’t suppress, Josiah said, “Let’s go. It’s

two steps when he sneezed.

he was still in a restaurant, so many people turned

Tiffany asked, “Jose, isn’t the hotel gym quite chilly at night? Have you caught a cold?”

did catch a cold.” Josiah thought back to what Lysander had mentioned in bed the previous night. A meaningful smile graced his countenance as he responded thoughtfully, “Probably due to the

to appease

expected, Tiffany didn’t press further.

minutes in the lobby. Soon, they saw Lysander rushing out of

1/3

Pretentious Person

couldn’t afford to fuss over her appearance. She hastily tied up her long hair, grabbed her carry–on bag, and dashed

her without a mask, Tiffany expressed her surprise, “Lysa, has your

indeed felt much better. The symptoms of her

vanished.

you say we were running out

rest to recover. I’m sure you had a good sleep last

was all right.”

ignored him as if he were nothing more than

out together. The former whispered, “The driver hasn’t

not wait. It won’t make a difference if

like the day before, Tiffany led

with no one choosing

much more at ease.

Lysander. A fleeting smile flashed across his face. As he casually adjusted his sleeve, he made an offhand remark, “Lysa, how was your rest last night? I apologize

for the driver was merely a story he concocted

she spoke again, her tone was barely neutral. “It’s fine, really. Thanks for arranging this,

composure, “Do you have any plans for the upcoming summit, Ms. Thorne?”

his attitude and his tone, he seemed quite distant from Lysander. At

However, at that moment, all she could do was play along. “I’m a newcomer, attending the summit

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255