Chapter 78

Her sweet scent seeped deep into Lysander’s every nerve That night, thunder and lightning raged outside. The sound of rolling thunder echoed, and the intense scene inside seemed to replay in his mind Lysander’s kiss became more passionate, even leaving her lips and tracing the elegant lines of her neck Thalassa could finally breathe again, the cold air instantly filled her lungs, bringing her back to her senses.

She pushed him away with both hands as her bright eyes shimmered under the light. She panted and hurriedly said, “Mr. Sinclair, get a grip! You have a girlfriend, doing this to me ain’t cool”

Her lips were rosy and moist from the kiss, and her voice was soft and seductive Lysander’s eyes were clouded. His gaze was dangerous as he stared at her and spoke in a hoarse voice. Who told you I have a girlfriend?”

1sn’t isabella your girlfriend? Thalassa’s heart pounded under his predatory gaze She was scared and nervous, so she pushed him away with all her might She managed to stand up from his lap, quickly stepping back to put some distance between them.

He was frightening just now. If she hadn’t reacted, would he have done something over the line in this booth?

These rich kids had no respect for the rules.

Alaric playing both sides was one thing. But Lysander dating Isabella while pulling this kind of stunt on her was despicable.

Thalassa despised him in her heart. She was no pushover.

At this point. Lysander had regained some of his senses. He straightened his suit, giving her a cold glance, “When did Isabella become my girlfriend? Did she tell you that?”

He’d always known that Isabella was a vain, greedy, and calculating woman.

But he didn’t expect her to lie to this extent.

Thalassa was stunned to hear his response, “I heard it from the people in the village. Aren’t you her boyfriend??

“No!

Then why did you go to Hollowbrook and pay respects to my cousin, Celia?” Thalassa was curious.

She always thought Lysander was Isabellas boyfriend and went to Hollowbrook out of pity for Celia Just now, Lysander had gotten Thalassa and Celia mixed up, even kissing her and nearly losing control.

Once again, she had tempted him, and he couldn’t control himself.

It was another failure for him Lysander was in a bad mood, feeling very irritable.

He had no patience for her question, “Just leave!”

He had his secretary pay her family off, and she still didn’t know what happened between him and Celia. It was clear she didn’t care about her cousin, Celia Indeed, with a gambling-addict mother and her own shady behaviors, like scheming for money, seducing men, stealing, and even using a lake identification! She could do anything! How could such a woman possibly care about what happened to her cousin?

He suspected that the moment she got the money, she’d only be interested in her own pleasure. Would she care where the money came from or how it was obtained?

Thalassa was frightened by his cold tone, her body was trembling as she quickly left the booth. She just asked a simple question, so was it necessary for him to get so angry? He was completely unreasonable just now, and she hadn’t even lost her temper. Even if Isabella wasn’t his girlfriend, she wasn’t his anything. How dare he disrespect her time and time again?

Thalassa felt that there was something seriously wrong with Lysander.

After Thalassa left, Lysander poured a glass of red wine, raised the glass, and drained it in one gulp.

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