Chapter 343
He could hardly believe that she was the daughter of that detestable man!
A chill emanated from Lysander, like the cold vastness of a nighttime sky.
Just then, Lysander’s pocket buzzed. He pulled out his phone, saw it was his grandfather calling, and paused for a fraction of a second before answering.
“Lysander, it’s been a week. Have you figured out anything about Thalassa’s character?” Zephyr asked straightforwardly.
“Grandpa, you should spend more time with grandma instead.” Lysander evaded, not wanting his grandparents constantly worrying about him.
“Ah, I know I’m nagging. Get some rest soon. Goodnight,” sighed Zephyr before ending the call.
Lysander tossed his phone aside and took a deep drag on his cigarette.
Thalassa paced in the hotel room, restless and clueless.
She had tried to leave once again, only to be turned back by his bodyguard.
Was Lysander planning to keep her cooped up in the hotel room forever?
She needed to get home.
Checking her phone, she found that it was already 00:03
She had assured her mother that she would be home soon.
It had been three to four hours since then, and she still wasn’t home.
Just as she began to worry, her phone rang.
She hurriedly answered, “Hello, Mom.”
“You little devil, where are you? You promised to come home! You keep us up all night can’t we get a decent night’s sleep?” Evelyn, her mother, sounded both angry
and worried..
Thalassa held her phone away from her ear to avoid her mother’s loud voice damaging her eardrums.
Only when Evelyn’s rant slowed down did Thalassa bring her phone back to her ear, at a loss for how to explain.
“Mom, I’m at a night market with Hertha. Once we’re done, I’ll come straight home,” Thalassa lied, not wanting her mother to worry. Whenever she was with Hertha, Evelyn was at ease.
“What are you doing out so late? It’s dangerous for two girls to hang out late at night, come back quickly,” Evelyn fretted over their safety.
“Okay, Mom. I’ll try to come home as soon as possible. You should go to sleep, don’t wait up for me,” Thalassa tried to soothe.
“You better hurry back, Evelyn ordered sternly.
“Okay, okay, I will,” Thalassa hastily agreed, hoping to reassure her mother.
After ending the call, Thalassa exhaled a sigh of relief.
To leave, she needed Lysander’s permission.
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Is this the end of the story...
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Waiting to hear how the grandfather behaves going forwards. Thanks for updating...
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I find Hertha extremely childish.poor Alaric one woman is childish the other one is domineering and a liar.poor guy.please get the Thalassa and Lysander story back...
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Oh thanks for this beautiful novel updates. At last the man's legs are healed....
Hertha needs to tell Alaric everything and quit giving a hard time ....
Hertha is being childish.thanks for the updates...