Thalassa paused and glanced back to see the middle-aged man, who had just been groveling before Lysander.
He was from the Brennan family.
She stood still, waiting for him to proceed.
Daniel also rose and strode over to Thalassa. He stopped a few feet from her. His demeanor was no longer as subservient as it had been before Lysander. Now he acted arrogantly superior.
He seemed to look down on Thalassa.
âYou are undoubtedly attractive enough to enchant men, but you donât understand them. Men usually play with women they wouldnât marry.â
He was harsh.
Thalassa let out a small laugh, but her gaze remained cool and indifferent. âMr. Brennan, perhaps you should go home and reflect on your behavior. It would be a shame if you were taken away for some mandatory introspection.â
With that, she walked away without giving him another glance.
She repeated Lysanderâs earlier admonishment to Daniel.
Danielâs arrogance faltered. It was now replaced by anger. In a rage, he watched as Thalassa departed. His clenched fists at his sides also revealed his frustration.
If not for Lysanderâs presence, he might have taught this woman a lesson.
His daughter, Faye, had been doing well as Lysanderâs assistant and was close to winning his heart until Thalassa showed up and disrupted everything.
Now, Lysander had even started to take action against the Brennan family.
All because of Thalassa.
Thalassa caught up to her friend. She was grateful to see that Herthaâs car was still parked where they had left it. Thankfully, Hertha hadnât stormed off.
Thalassa moved quickly to the vehicle, opening the door and sliding into the passenger seat.
Herthaâs hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly, and her fingers were trembling slightly. Her usually jovial face was pouty, and her round eyes were filled with tears as she stared off into the distance with her chest heaving uncontrollably.
She was clearly heartbroken.
Thalassa gently patted her shoulder. âDonât be upset, Hertha. Alaric didnât mean what he said.â
Hertha wiped away her tears and spoke as her breath became uncontrollably shaky. âThalassa, you were right from the start. Alaric, that playboy, has no heart. Love canât touch him! I give up! There are plenty of handsome men in the world, so why hang myself on one man?â
With that, she turned the key in the ignition, starting the car. Thalassa was taken aback by her friendâs sudden decisiveness.
But rather than trying to stop her, she quickly buckled her seat belt and clutched the seat. âHertha, drive carefully.â She warned her.
âDonât worry, Iâm not going to do something reckless because of some guy. Besides, you have four kids to take care of. If anything happened to you, Iâd be to blame.â Hertha reassured her after noticing.
Thalassaâs white-knuckled grip on the seat.
That seemed like a more rational thought.
Thalassa relaxed a bit and occasionally glanced over at Hertha. She held the steering wheel steadily, and her gaze was focused on the road ahead. Even her tears had dried up.
Now, she looked as if nothing had happened.
âAre you sure youâre okay?â Thalassa asked cautiously.
âWhat could be wrong? Heâs just a guy. There are plenty of men in the world. Besides, nothing really happened between us, so itâs not even a breakup.â Hertha brushed it off.
Thalassa couldnât help but admire her friendâs nonchalance.
Hertha had taken it in stride, so any further consolation would seem unnecessary.
âBack to Royal Estates or Vibrant Oasis Residences?â Hertha asked as they reached a crossroads.
Vibrant Oasis Residences.â Thalassa replied, Although she wanted to see her kids, sheâd been at Royal Estates with them for over ten days and neglected her duties to Evelyn.
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