Chapter 447


    The palpable silence was unsettling, and Thssa felt a shiver of unease. Just as she was about to


    lose herposure, he let go of her hand.


    “Don’t stay upte,” he cautioned before leaving the room.


    As Thssa watched his towering figure disappear, she let out a sigh of relief. She had an uncanny


    feeling that Lysander’s sudden visit to Hertha’s house was for


    her.


    He came because she had skipped work!


    Otherwise, why would the CEO bother to deliver a.mere check from a gourmetpetition? That was


    a task easily delegated to an assistant.


    And the reporters added nothing to his public image.


    Lysander didn’t need to build an image of responsibility and phnthropy. He was already so formidable


    and needed no image crafting.


    Thssa shook her head, dispersing her wild thoughts.


    Lysander just visited her in person and granted her a three-day leave. Was she that important to him? It


    must be a ploy to create an image of a caring, responsible, and child-loving man.


    After all, people tended to make up for what theycked.


    Hertha had her ear pressed against the door, straining to hear the conversation. Suddenly, the door


    swung open from the inside. Hertha stumbled but managed to stop herself from crashing into


    Lysander.


    Looking up at the brooding figure, she forced a chuckle, “Ha, Mr. Sinir, leaving so soon? Won’t you


    stay for dinner?”.


    Lysander spared her a nce, ignored her, and strode away with amanding air.


    “Mr. Sinir, take care,” Hertha called out, still chuckling nervously. “Do visit again…


    Before she could finish, Thssa dragged her inside.


    “Thank you for the invitation,” Thssa said sarcastically.


    “Shh, he might still hear you,” Hertha warned, making a zipping motion.


    Thssa quickly mped her mouth shut, not wanting to provoke Lysander.


    Once the door was shut, Hertha pulled her onto the couch with a curious look. “So, what happened in


    the room?” She asked.


    Thssa blushed and tapped Hertha on the head, “What’s on your mind? What could possibly happen


    in such a short time?”


    “Wow, so Lysander is a man of endurance, huh?”


    Thssa’s face turned crimson on hearing her remarks. She started tickling Hertha, “Can you


    behave?”


    “Ah, hahaha, stop it, I won’t ask anymore…” Hertha, who was ticklish, fell onto the couch,ughing until


    she was teary-eyed.


    Thssa let her go, sighing forlornly. “Why Lysander can always find me? Do I have a special smell or


    something?” She lifted her arm to sniff herself.


    Hertha sat up straight, dabbing her eyes with a tissue, “Impossible. Lysander isn’t a hound, is he?”


    “Why then? Even when I hide in the closet, he knows,” Thssa was baffled.


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    Hertha shook her head. “I don’t know either. I’m equally curious and surprised.”


    The moment Lysander walked into the room; he headed straight for the closet without searching


    anywhere else.


    He was indeed formidable.


    “Hey, Thssa, this ne is beautiful. Where did you get it?” Hertha suddenly noticed the diamond


    ne around Thssa’s neck and eximed