Chapter 496


    The email had barely been clicked open when the phone beside him buzzed incessantly.


    It was an internal call.


    Lysander picked up the receiver with one hand.


    Thssa’s voice,ced with tension and apprehension, echoed through the line, “Mr. Sinir, Amelia is


    here. She wants to see you.”


    Just a moment ago, Thssa had been fretting about how to prevent Lysander from reading that


    document.


    Fortunately, the reception desk had called her with news that someone was looking for Mr. Sinir.


    The visitor imed to be Leopold’s mother.


    Thssa knew it was Amelia immediately.


    After hanging up, she hastily dialed Lysander’s number, stalling for time.


    “Have her wait,” Lysander said, his voicemanding.


    Just as he was about to hang up, Thssa hurriedly added, “It seems urgent, like she has an important


    matter to discuss.”


    “Is it her who’s in a hurry, or is it you?” Lysander asked, his deep, piercing voice chilling the line.


    Thssa hesitated. She was already so fraught and anxious. Now she felt more tightened..


    Why would Lysander ask such a question?


    Maybe he had already seen the document and understood her connections with the toy shop owner?


    Maybe he realized she was the one who bought the circr pendant “toy” for Sophia?


    Was he catching on to her?


    Thssa’s heart pounded wildly, and she had to exert all her strength to suppress the panic in her


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    voice.


    “I’m not in a hurry. I’m just thinking Amelia might really have something urgent to discuss with you.” She


    stuttered.


    “Is it about Leopold? Are you saying you wouldn’t be worried about that man?” Lysander’s voice,ced


    with a dangerous undertone, was oppressive.


    Thssa paused; then she realized that they were not on the same page.


    In other words, Lysander hadn’t looked at the investigation file yet.


    “Mr. Sinir, to be honest, I don’t know why Amelia wants to see you. If you don’t want to see her now,


    I can call reception to ask her to leave,” Thssa tried to sound as nonchnt as possible.


    Just as she was about to hang up, Lysander’s low voice echoed, “Have here up.


    His voice was filled with suppressed anger. He said that and then hung up.


    Listening to the busy tone on the line, Thssa felt a chill run down her spine. She was quickly


    reflecting on whether she had misspoken.


    If she angered Lysander, there would be no good oue for her.


    Being by his side, she could always feel the Swords of Damocles over her head; her life was in ever-


    But what could she do? There was no escape.


    Thssa headed to the elevator to wait for Amelia.


    When Amelia stepped out from the elevator, she was dressed to the nines, decked out in designer


    Upon seeing the person waiting to greet her, she paused, then sneered at Thssa, ‘So you’ve taken


    this position.”


    Thssa ignored her mockery and made a gesture of invitation, “Amelia, this way please.”


    Amelia was here to see Lysander and didn’t n to waste time with Thssa. She shot Thssa a


    cold re and headed towards Lysander’s office.


    Thssa followed her closely.


    As Amelia and Thssa entered Lysander’s office, the room was filled with heavy, oppressive air.