Chapter 459

Thalassa glanced at the entrance to see a man stride in. He was lean and dressed in a sleek silver suit with gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, radiating a handsome and sophisticated aura.

She had seen this man before, more than once, in fact.

Every encounter had been at the Sapphire Skyline Club. He was always in the company of Lysander and Alaric, a man of nobility.

Lysander cast a sidelong glance at Richard Draven but didn’t utter a word.

Richard, who had initially entered with enthusiasm, paused as he noticed Lysander and a woman dining together, sitting side by side.

This piqued Richard’s interest. After all, Lysander was not one to bring women home.

After a brief scan of the woman’s face, Richard found her familiar. He quickly recognized her as the waitress he’d seen numerous times at the Sapphire Skyline Club She was the only woman who had ever captured Lysander’s attention.

What was her name again?

Richard took the seat opposite them and looked at them with a gaze filled with curiosity. “Lysander,” he began, “such a sumptuous dinner, and you didn’t invite me?”

“You’re sitting, aren’t you?” Replied Lysander.

Richard chuckled and looked at Fitch.

Understanding the hint, Fitch promptly fetched a set of cutlery and placed it in front of Richard. “Mr.

Draven, please enjoy your meal.”

Without any hint of modesty, Richard picked up the knife and fork and began slicing into a lobster.

No sooner had he cut the lobster meat than Lysander forked it away and placed it in Thalassa’s bowl.

Richard was left baffled by this gesture. He glanced at Lysander, then at Thalassa, and chuckled.

“Lysander, you’re showing quite a bias. Did you forget your friends after finding a woman?”

Thalassa sank lower in her seat. Embarrassment was creeping up her face.

Lysander shot Richard a sharp look.

Richard quickly cleared his throat, deciding it was prudent to say no more.

However, Lysander’s actions had indeed sparked his interest.

So, the lobster was exclusively for this woman, and he was not allowed any.

Richard conceded, picked up a piece of barbecue pork, and ate it. “Evelyn, why don’t you work at the Sapphire Skyline Club anymore?”

“Cough, cough…” Thalassa choked on her food.

She quickly swallowed and corrected Richard. “Mr. Draven, my name is Thalassa.”

She used the same title Fitch had used, addressing him as Mr. Draven.

Previously, she had used her mother’s ID for work. That was a bit of an awkward memory.

“Oh, so it’s Thalassa.” Richard drawled out and glanced at Lysander with a knowing look.

Was she the woman Lysander had been longing for? But wasn’t it said that the woman was already dead?

Could it be a replacement?

Regardless, as long as Lysander liked her, that was all that mattered.

He continued to eat his barbecue pork and said, “Thalassa, you’ve done quite well. Our Lysander never brings a woman home. You’re the exception, Before he could finish, his mouth was filled with shrimp. He was caught off guard and looked up to meet Lysander’s dark gaze.

“Even when eating, you can’t keep your mouth shut.” Lysander said.

Richard was speechless.

The shrimp was unpeeled and pricked his mouth.

But since it was “fed” to him by Lysander, he had no choice but to swallow it.

Thalassa, hearing Richard’s words, was both curious and confused. She glanced at Lysander, only to meet his deep gaze.

Startled, she quickly lowered her head and continued eating.