The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 431

Chapter 431

Lysander was bound to kill her himself.

After shooting an enraged glare at Thalassa, Charlotte turned to the waitstaff, "Tell the truth. Did you or did you not see her with Mr. Leopold just now?"

Charlotte was confident because she was speaking the truth.

With so many eyes, it was impossible for everyone to be mistaken, right?

With all these witnesses, Lysander would surely believe her.

The waiters and waitresses all lowered their heads, not daring to utter a word.

Lysander placed his knife and fork on the table, the metal clinking against the wood with a dull sound, like an intimidating force pounding at everyone's heart.

Thalassa's heart was also pounding, nervous and apprehensive.

She was gambling, too, unsure of how the waitstaff would choose.

If even one of them told the truth, she was done for.

Thalassa was so nervous that her back was slick with sweat.

Lysander's deep qaze fell on the waitstaff, his low voice demanding, "Speak"

Thalassa's nerves were stretched taut.

The waiter on Thalassa's side was the first to speak, "I recognize Mr. Leopold, and he didn't come to our restaurant today."

Thalassa's tightly wound nerves relaxed a bit, and she shot the waiter a look of subtle gratitude, incredulous.

Charlotte was even more incredulous, and she was about to explode, “How was that possible, Leopold was clearly here with Thalassa just now, eating steak and even halding hands."

"Ms. Ravensong, you must have mistaken some other handsome man for Mr. Leopold,’ the waiter explained.

Thalassa breathed a sigh of relief.

Charlotte's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to believe her own ears. She immediately asked the remaining three waitstaff to testify.

All the waitstaff maintained the same stance, saying they did not see Thalaska and Leopold come in and that Charlotte was mistaken.

Charlotte was on the verge of despair, and she shot each waiter an incredulous and angry look.

There was grievance but no outlet.

Her word against six, it was clear who Lysander would believe.

She was too wronged, so wronged that her breath became rapid.

She stamped her foot angrily, pointing at Thalassa, "It must be you. You must have bribed these waitstaff!"

Thalaska smirked, “Ms. Ravensong, if you want to frame me, this is not the way to do it. Are all these people less clear-eyed than you? Frame me, dispose of a rival in love, and get one step closer to Mr. Sinclair, is that it?"