Chapter 63


    The vigers pointed to a narrow country path ahead.


    Following that path would lead to the vige cemetery.


    The path was so narrow that a car couldn’t make it through.


    David turned back and asked Lysander with a questioning gaze, “Mr. Sinir, the road’s too narrow and


    all muddy. It might be tricky to get the car through:


    Without much thought, Lysander got out of the car.


    The feel and scent of Thssa the night before were so simr to those of that woman five years ago.


    He deliberately slid his hand under her clothes, her skin smooth as satin, the soft touch stirring him up


    and reminding him of that night with that woman,


    His blood was boiling, and his throat was tingling.


    He kept Thssa by his side to strengthen his willpower and resist being drawn to her


    Even if she were lying naked in front of him, he would stay cool.


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    But she just touched his hand and then bent down in front of him, her chest view almost exposed, and


    he nearly lost control.


    This was not a good sign.


    So Lysander decided to visit Celia’s grave that day to see what the woman he had been involved with


    looked like, to tell Celia and Thssa apart, and to cool himself down.


    Besides, that woman had saved him with her body He hadnt thanked her in person, nor had he visited


    her grave.


    Even if she were no longer alive, he should visit her grave.


    Seeing Lysander get out of the car, David hurriedly followed, apanying him down the country


    path.


    Ahead was an endless green field, vast and open, with asional birds flying low over the paddy


    fields.


    The air was fresh, and the scenery was green and pleasing to the eye.


    The journey, however, was a bit tough.


    At this point, the vigers rushed over after hearing the news, gawking at the luxury car and Lysander


    Hollowbrook was a rtively poor vige, most of the vigers hadn’t been to the big city and were


    quite naive.


    The best car they’d seen was Isabe’s Audi.


    Now seeing a shining Rolls-Royce, they all came to gawk in awe.


    “Good lord, this car is so fancy, look at it shine.”


    I’ve seen this logo on TV, it’s a Rolls-Royce, worth millions a pop.” A slightly younger viger


    eximed.


    “Millions for a car, oh my, that’s rich! Who’s this wealthy young maning to our vige in such a


    fancy car?” Thedy who had previously admired Isabe and looked down on Thssa was so


    shocked that her eyes were popping out


    She was in awe and disbelief


    Poverty really limited her imagination. She had no idea what a car worth millions looked like, even in


    her wildest dreams.


    “That man is also so handsome, tall, noble, and good looking. If only he could be my son-inw.” The


    She’d lived her whole life, and this was the first time she’d seen such a handsome man.


    She’d never seen such a handsome man on TV


    “Don’t dream about it. He’s here to mourn Celia, he’s probably has something to do with the Everharts.”


    The viger, who had just pointed the way to David, mocked the middle-ageddy’s fantasies.


    Upon hearing this, thedy’s face turned dark. Was he looking for Thssa?


    Could he be the father of Thssa’s children?


    On closer inspection, the man’s eyes and eyebrows did resemble Atticus, Thssa’s eldest son.


    How could Thssa, that poor woman, have such good fortune?


    Thedy looked discontent and her earlier anticipation was instantly shattered.


    Country roads were dusty, and Lysander’s normally spotless shoes were soon covered in mud.