Chapter 427


    Thssa jogged along, trailing behind him.


    Upon getting into the car, Lysander’s handsome face remained cold as ice. Thssa sat carefully,


    almost as if she was walking on eggshells.


    She had no idea what she had done to upset him. Ever since they left the hospital, he had kept a stony


    expression, not uttering a word, let alone casting a nce at her.


    Afraid of provoking him further, Thssa kept her silence, too.


    The neon lights of the city reflected off the sleek ck car, casting an eerie yet mesmerizing rainbow of


    colors.


    Before long, the car pulled into a parking spot outside a restaurant.


    Lysander exited the car, with Thssa following suit.


    Seeing the name of the restaurant, a pang of surprise hit Thssa. What a coincidence!


    Just a while ago, Leopold had brought her here, and now Lysander had chosen the same ce.


    Did the Sinir men favor this ce?


    Engrossed in her thoughts, Thssa almost walked right into Lysander’s towering figure in front of her.


    Luckily, she stopped just in time, or else the injury on her forehead would have worsened.


    Lysander shot her a nce, his dark eyes unreadable. He reached out, taking hold of her hand, his


    voice deep and icy, “Pay attention when you walk.”


    Thssa remained silent.


    Wasn’t it his sudden stop that had nearly caused the collision? And yet, he med her.


    Lysander led her, his long stride carrying them towards the restaurant.


    The doorman greeted them politely, “Wee.”


    The staff recognized Lysander, a VIP who frequently dined here. His arrival always prompted everyone


    to be on their toes, providing impable service.


    But they had never seen Lysander with a woman before.


    Seeing him arrive, with Thssa, curiosity sparked in the doorman’s eyes. Upon closer inspection, he


    recognized her. She was the same woman Leopold had brought earlier!


    Now, she was here with Lysander.


    Surprised, the doorman couldn’t help but take a second look at Thssa.


    Thssa, already feeling guilty about having been here with Leopold earlier, felt even more nervous


    upon being recognized by the doorman.


    She quickly looked down, trying to be invisible, hoping to get through the night unscathed.


    Thankfully, the doorman kept his mouth shut.


    Lysander led Thssa to a window-side table overlooking a beautiful sea of flowers and a fountain.


    Upon first nce, Thssa found the view breathtaking. However, her second look only brought about


    unease.


    Because at this moment, sitting across from her was Lysander.


    The waiter handed the menu to Lysander, who passed it to Thssa.


    Looking at the menu, she found that it was in French. Fortunately, she hadn’t forgotten all her French


    lessons and ordered the simplest dish, a steak.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Lysander said, “The usual.”


    With that, the waiter took the menus away to prepare their orders.


    Sitting opposite Lysander, Thssa felt a pang of difort.


    Just an hour ago, she had been here with Leopold, and the staff would surely remember her.


    She was genuinely scared of being recognized at any moment.