âIs that so? If the kids didnât have a registered father, then you couldnât enroll them. Thatâs why you decided to put them under your best friendâs name. Didnât your mother do the sanie for you? I know the kids are Lysanderâs only because one of the boys looks a lot like him. Moreover, if you have no relation to Lysander, why would he fight me over you?â
âHe fought you because of your misdeeds, not me!â Thalassa was so furious she was shaking, tears brimming in her eyes.
âYou donât have to admit it. Iâll just have a word with Lysander and suggest a DNA test. Heâll know then,â Bruce said.
Thalassa clenched her cellphone and trembled with anger.
Why was there such a despicable, heartless man?
What was his game?
âWhere are we meeting?â Thalassa asked, gritting her teeth.
Bruce, being the kind of lowlife he was, could do anything. If he told Lysander about this, Lysander, who was sharp and astute, would definitely suspect the childrenâs paternity. If a DNA test was done, everything would be laid bare.
The kids were indeed his!
If he knew the kids were his, he would surely take them away from her and leave them to his grandparentsâ care. And he wouldnât let her see her kids.
He would love to torment her and depriving her of her children would be the cruelest torment.
He didnât have a fondness for children, but that wouldnât stop him from taking them away.
The children would grow up lacking a fatherâs love and a motherâs care.
The thought of her children growing up in a loveless environment caused a sharp sting in her heart. In that way, they would lack parental love. Their dad would be not willing to give out his love while their mom was away.
She must not let Lysander know the secret.
Bruce gave her the address.
After hanging up, Thalassa prepared to leave. She realized she was still wearing the necklace Lysander had given her, allowing him to track her movements.
If Lysander found out she was seeing Bruce, he would be furious; and she would be the one to suffer.
To be safe, Thalassa removed the necklace and placed it on her shoe rack before leaving the house.
Bruce was already waiting at the coffee shop when she arrived.
Seeing Thalassa, he called over a waiter in thrill and ordered a cup of Americano.
He smiled and said, âThalassa, you look even prettier than the last time I saw you. But youâre too skinny. You should eat more.â
Heâs all warm and fuzzy like a loving father; the scumbag who just threatened her had gone.
Thalassa found him hypocritical and detestable.
She coldly said, âState your business. Iâm busy.â
Bruce smiled and said, âThalassa, did you know? I was promoted because of the successful gourmet competition. And you played a big part in that.â
âDonât tie everything to me. Your promotion has nothing to do with me!â Thalassa had no patience for such people. She was annoyed.
âOf course it has to do with you. Youâre Lysanderâs secretary. He agreed to invest in the gourmet competition because you mustâve put in a good word for it,â Bruce said, grinning.
Thalassa was angry and surprised at the same tirhe.
Even Bruce thought so.
No wonder Lysander had said she was pleased about Bruceâs promotion.
When Lysander had asked whether he should invest in the gourmet competition, she had said yes, thinking it would benefit the Sinclair Group.
But he literally invested it!
And now she became the person behind everything.
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