Chapter 571


    As Thssa turned; her eyes met Lysander’s piercing gaze, profound and unfathomable.


    Her heart fluttered involuntarily, and she quickly averted her eyes.


    She had been crouching to amodate the children’s height and was trying to stand up to check


    their rooms.


    But her legs had grown numb from crouching, and as she tried to rise, her feet gave way, sending her


    falling backward.


    A robust and muscr arm caught her, bearing the full brunt of her weight.


    With a mere flex of his biceps, Lysander steadied her, his strength evident in the ease of his action.


    Thssa felt the warmth of his palm and the undeniable strength he possessed. Flustered, she quickly


    stepped away once she regained her bnce, avoiding his gaze. “I’m going to check over there,” she


    muttered hurriedly.


    She paced quickly towards the children.


    After inspecting the children’s rooms, Thssa felt a mix of warmth and a tinge of regret.


    Finally, the children could have their own rooms, and they were very cozy andfortable.


    She was happy for them.


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    But it reminded her of how she, as their mother, failed to provide suchfort.


    Seeing the children settling down in the Royal Estates, Thssa felt somewhat relieved.


    At least Lysander hadn’t sent the children to the Sinir’s house for Zephyr and Sybil to take over


    At least he kept his children close to him.


    At meal time in the afternoon.


    The four children were seated opposite Thssa and Lysander.


    Lysander didn’t invite Evelyn to sit down. Thssa nced at Evelyn, who was standing on one side.


    She wanted to ask her to join them but didn’t dare to. After all, that was Lysander’s house, and she was


    here at his mercy.


    If Lysander didn’t invite Evelyn to sit, who was she to do so?


    But Evelyn was her mother, and Thssa couldn’t bear to eat while her mother just stood there.


    Just as Thssa was about to rise, Lysander’s deep voice rang out, “Fitch, we’re missing a ce


    setting; didn’t you notice?”


    Fitch was taken aback momentarily, but after ncing at Evelyn, he quickly understood. Apologetically,


    he said, “I apologize for my oversight. I’ll get it right away…”


    Soon, a ce setting and a chair were added to the narrower end of the rectangr table.


    Thssa felt a little less uneasy. She looked at Evelyn and said, “Mom…”


    She called and motioned towards the new ce setting with her eyes.


    Evelyn was taken aback, hardly believing that the seat was meant for her.


    She could sit down and share a meal with Lysander?


    It was something she hadn’t even dared to dream about.


    Lysander had an imposing aura, an air of nobility that was not to be vited.


    Besides, Evelyn knew that she had sold Lysander’s dragon pendant, and the money had been


    swindled away, which made her feel guilty.


    She didn’t dare to speak more or look more at Lysander.


    She was then told that she could sit with him and share a meal?


    She felt surprised, panicked, and at a loss.


    But since Thssa had signaled her, if she didn’t sit down, she might have upset Lysander, which


    wouldn’t have been good,


    Evelyn took her seat. Her entire body was stiff with tension.


    “Mom, try the fried chicken, it’s yummy.” Elowen used her child-sized fork to pick up a piece of fried


    chicken, kneeling on her chair. Her tiny hand reached out to Thssa.