Chapter 430


    Charlotte unlocked her phone, intent on exposing Leopold and Thssa’s ndestine affair. Her


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    fingers flew over the screen, but the damning photo she had snapped of them was nowhere to be


    found. A sinking dread filled her as she realized Leopold had confiscated her phone long enough to


    delete the


    evidence.


    Her triumphant ims of having proof had turned into a hollow echo, extinguishing the fire in her eyes


    and recing it with a growing sense of embarrassment. Despite this, she wasn’t ready to admit


    defeat. She turned to Lysander, her voice full of sincerity and a hint of desperation, “I did take a photo,


    but Leopold deleted it. You have to believe me, Lysander! Thssa was ying you both, keeping


    Leopold on a string while clinging to you. She’s nothing but trouble.”


    “Enough!” Lysander cut her off with a chilling tone.


    His words, icy and harsh, silenced Charlotte. She felt a shiver run through her as she realized the


    danger of crossing Lysander. He shot her a cold, piercing look, “Stop disturbing our meal.” It was a


    clear message.


    Charlotte clenched her fists, her heart pounding with a mixture of indignation and hurt. Why didn’t


    Lysander believe her?


    Thssa was obviously a master maniptor, wrapping Lysander around her finger with her sly tricks.


    Just the other day, she had tricked Charlotte into going makeup-free and dressing simply, only for


    Lysander to detest her even more. Charlotte vowed to get her revenge.


    She took a deep breath and said, “Yes, the photo was deleted from my phone, but there were


    witnesses. The waitstaff saw everything. All you have to do is ask them about what they saw between


    Leopold and Thssa, and the truth will be clear.”


    With that, she shot a challenging nce at Thssa, her face smug. But to Charlotte’s surprise,


    Thssa epted the challenge without any hint of panic.


    Frustrated, Charlotte turned on her heel to gather the restaurant staff. Five waitstaff assembled next to


    Lysander and Thssa’s table: One of them was the host who had greeted Thssa and Lysander on


    their arrival. He had given Thssa an odd look, clearly surprised to see here in with Leond


    earlier and now with Lysander.


    Lysander’s gaze was steely as it moved over the assembled staff. His intense scrutiny made the


    waitstaff squirm ufortably.


    Charlotte pointed at Thssa and asked the staff, “Wasn’t she here earlier with Mr. Leopold, seated at


    this very table, ordering two steaks?”


    Then she searched the photos of Leopold from the Inte, holding a mobile phone and showing them


    to the waiter one by one.


    Thssa chimed in, “Yes, please do tell the truth. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”


    Charlotte was taken aback. Why was Thssa so calm? Wasn’t she afraid of Lysander discovering her


    two-timing ways and casting her aside? Men, especially Lysander, despised betrayal. Knowing his


    past, the revtion of Thssa’s deceit could have devastating, consequences.