Chapter 431


    Lysander was bound to kill her himself.


    After shooting an enraged re at Thssa, 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 ced 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.


    Thssa''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.


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


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


    Thssa''s nerves were stretched taut.


    The waiter on Thssa''s side was the first to speak, "I recognize Mr. Leopold, and he didn''te to


    our restaurant today."


    Thssa''s tightly wound nerves rxed 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


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    was clearly here with Thssa just now, eating steak and even halding hands."


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


    exined.


    Charlotte was fuming, "Shut up! How could I possibly be mistaken, he even snatched my phone and


    deleted my pictures. How could I be mistaken? You must have been bribed by Thssa! Speak!"


    Charlotte was so angry she was panting, pointing at the second waiter.


    The second waiter was the doorman.


    Thssa was certain that he recognized her and knew that she hade to the restaurant with


    Leopold.


    Seeing Charlotte pointing at him, demanding him to speak.


    Thssa''s heart, which had just slightly rxed, tightened even more, so apprehensive that she held


    her breath.


    She looked up slightly to see Lysander’s dark, deep gaze fixed on her.


    Sharp, dangerous, enough to suffocate her.


    Her hands on herp were clenched with tension.


    The doorman looked at Charlotte, then at Lysander, lowered his gaze, and said, “There was indeed


    aman and woman sitting here just now, but it was not thisdy. Ms. Ravensong, you were mistaken."


    Thssa 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 Thska and Leopolde 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 Thssa, "It must be you. You must have bribed these


    waitstaff!"


    Thska 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.


    Sinir, is that it?"