Chapter 456


    After she finished speaking, Amelia rose from her seat. Her high heels clicked against the floor as she


    departed.


    Thssa remained silent as her grip tightened around her coffee cup.


    The following day, Monday, marked the end of Thssa’s weekend. She headed to her job at the


    Sinir Group.


    Today was an executive meeting. Thssa arrived an hour early to prepare the conference room and


    stood by the door to wee the attendees.


    All the executives took their seats, save for one crucial figure: Lysander.


    Thssa continued to stand by the conference room door. After a few moments, Lysander finally made


    his entrance.


    Dressed in a bespoke ck suit, he exuded the aura of a business elite and made everyone take


    notice of his formidable presence. He was tall and imposing. His handsome face and well-defined


    features were enough to quicken any pulse.


    Striding in with long, confident steps, he approached Thssa. Overwhelmed by his intimidating


    presence, she immediately lowered her gaze, unable to meet his eyes.


    The chilly air grew tense as Lysander drew near. As he passed by Thssa, he cast a nce at her


    face.


    She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail today, revealing her smooth forehead and fairplexion.


    The scab on her forehead had fallen off, leaving a slightly redder patch of skin that was softer than the


    surrounding area.


    After confirming that she was recovering, Lysander withdrew his gaze, entered the conference room,


    and took his ce at the head of the table, an unquestionable symbol of power.


    His dark silhouette sank into the chair, exuding authority and elegance. The room was filled with


    tension.


    Thssa started the projector, disying the documents for the meeting. The conference had officially


    begun.


    The meetingsted an hour and went smoothly, with most of the proposed ns epted. It was clear


    that Lysander was in a good mood today.


    When the meeting concluded, everyone left one by one. As always, Thssa was thest to leave, as


    she was responsible for tidying up the conference room.


    Only Lysander and Thssa were left, the air growing more oppressive with every moment.


    Thssa didn’t dare speak. Lowering her head, she turned off the projector, unplugged the USB drive,


    and gathered the documents.


    Havingpleted her tasks, she intended to ignore Lysander’s presence and leave the conference


    room. However, as she walked past him, her wrist was suddenly grasped. In a swift motion, she was


    pulled onto hisp.


    Thssa gasped, turning to face Lysander’s deep eyes. They were like holes, capable of consuming


    everything.


    Underneath her, she could feel the solid strength of his thighs and their warmth. Thssa’s heart


    skipped a beat as she nervously stuttered, “Mr. Sinir, this is a conference room. We


    shouldn’t…”


    Before she could finish her sentence, he lifted her chin with his index finger, forcing her to look at him.


    His deep and maic voice echoed in her ears. “Is your wound healed? Does your


    head still hurt?”


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    His voice carried a hint of tenderness. Thssa’s heart pounded, and her breathing became unsteady.


    Was he showing concern for her?


    Caught off guard, Thssa quickly replied, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”


    “Hmm.” With a single grunt of acknowledgement, he released her.


    Thssa hastily stood up, her body rigid with tension. “Mr. Sinir, I… I’ll return to my office now.”


    “Go ahead.”


    She practically fled from the conference room. It felt as if she were escaping not from a man but from a


    lion that could pounce and tear her apart at any moment.


    Once she returned to her office, Thssa took a deep breath to calm hernerves, slowly exhaling to


    steady her heart.