Chapter 647


    She didn’t dare look back.


    It was only her and Lysander in the office. Who else could have pressed the button and opened the


    door?


    Once she stepped out of the office, the ss door closed behind her.


    She nced back instinctively, but was met with her sheer reflection from the ss door. She couldn’t


    see anything inside.


    So, it was a one-way ss. From inside, one could see the outside, but from outside, nothing could be


    seen inside.


    No wonder Lysander wasn’t bothered about being seen. She was worried about nothing.


    Still despite the false rm, Thssa didn’t dare linger and briskly walked away.


    A little while after Thssa had left, David arrived. He rang the doorbell, and the door was promptly


    opened.


    Upon entering and finding no trace of Thssa, he looked slightly puzzled but didn’t ask any


    questions.


    “Mr. Sinir, we just received word from Captain Payne. They’ve lifted fingerprints from Sybil’s clothing


    andpared them with Evelyn’s. They don’t match.” He reported while standing by Lysander’s desk.


    In other words, Evelyn never touched Grandma Sybil, let alone pushed her.


    Lysander lifted his gaze from the documents in front of him and looked at David as he responded with a


    low “Mm-hmm.”


    David nodded, then exited the office.


    Thssa took a cab back to the Crawley Group, first returning to the secretary’s office.


    As soon as she arrived, Betty couldn’t wait to ask her about how her mission went. “How did it go? Did


    youplete the task?”


    Thssa shook her head.


    Betty patted her shoulder. “Don’t lose hope. Try a few more times; you might just seed.”


    Thssa was startled.


    She had barely made it out alive from her first visit. How could she muster the strength to try a few


    more times?


    It was supposed to be a suicide mission.


    “Hey, what happened to your lips? They look swollen. It’s like someone bit you.” Betty’s curiosity piqued


    as her gaze fell on Thssa’s swollen lips.


    Thssa, rmed, instinctively touched her burning lips and quickly thought of a usible exnation.


    “The lunch I had was too spicy. It made my lips swell.”


    It was all Lysander’s fault. Why did he have to be so rough?


    If she hadn’t fought back, her tongue might have been bitten off.


    It was truly a terrifying experience. Just the thought of it made her shudder.


    “Then you should avoid spicy food in the future. Don’t torture yourself.” Betty kindly advised her.


    “Yeah, I will”


    Just then, the phone in the office rang, so Betty promptly answered it. “Alright, I’ll let her know.”


    After hanging up, Betty turned to Thssa. “Mr. Ethan is asking for you in his office.”


    “Okay.” Thssa rose to her feet.


    “Wait.” Betty stopped her, gesturing towards a file on the desk. “Bring the contract with you. Mr. Ethan


    probably wants to discuss the contract signing.”


    Thssa took a deep breath as she picked up the file. “I’ll report back.”


    “Exin everything clearly to Mr. Ethan. He’s a reasonable man,” Betty kindly advised her again.


    “Thanks, Betty.”


    Thssa, contract in hand, made her way to Ethan’s office. “Mr. Ethan, you wanted to see me?”


    Ethan had just finished signing a contract. He put down his pen and looked up at Thssa. “How did it


    go? What did Lysander say?”


    Thssa apologized. “Mr. Ethan, Ick the authority and influence to make a difference with Mr.


    Sinir’s. I’m sorry I couldn’tplete the task.”


    “Youck authority and influence? That’s impossible.” Ethan was surprised. “Let me see the contract.”This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.