Chapter 695


    The maid quickly lowered her head, diminishing her presence and gingerly backing away.


    Upon seeing Lysander approach, Thssa started to feel intimidated as his towering figure got closer


    and closer. She forced a smile, acknowledging her fault. “I understand. This oatmeal looks rather


    appetizing; I’m sure I can finish it.”


    With that, she scooped a spoonful of oatmeal into her mouth and then looked up at Lysander with a


    face full of surprise. “Mmm! It’s delicious. The texture is smooth, and the taste is light and savory. It’s


    truly delicious.”


    Lysander stared at her without blinking or uttering a word.


    Under his watchful gaze, Thssa finished the entire bowl of oatmeal in no time.


    She also gulped down the ss of water.


    Lysander took a ck bottle of pills from the table and ced it in front of her. “Three times a day, six


    pills each time. Remember to take them on time.”


    After instructing her on what to do, he turned and left.


    Thssa fell silent.


    Why didn’t he say so earlier? She had finished all the water. Surely he didn’t expect her to swallow six


    pills dry?


    The pills were about the size of marbles. Even if she attempted to swallow them without water, she


    wouldn’t be able to.


    She didn’t have the courage to stop Lysander as she watched him exit the room.


    His aura was so strong that it took a lot of courage just to call out his name. How could she stop him


    and talk to him just toin about swallowing pills?


    Luckily, not long after Lysander left the room, the maid came in with a pitcher of water and a ss.


    After cing the pitcher and the ss on the coffee table, the maid picked up her empty bowl to leave.


    Thssa asked, “Where is Lysander?”


    “Lysander has stepped out.” The maid answered.


    Thssa nodded. Lysander must have gone to the office. With him gone, she felt slightly more at


    ease.


    But now that severe pain shot throughout her body every time her foot touched the floor, was she


    supposed to sit here all day?


    Half an hourter, the maid brought in a pair of crutches. “Ms. Everhart, there’s andline in the room.


    If you need anything, just dial the inte, and we’lle up immediately.”


    Thssa looked towards thendline, noticing thebel for the inte on the asterisk key.


    “Alright, thank you.”


    “You’re wee.” The maid left after cing the crutches against the couch.


    Thssa tried the crutches. They were useful, so at least she could walk now.


    She quickly contacted the real estate agent to sell the vi she had just registered.


    She had received this vi from Bruce to recover the billion.


    As it was newly purchased and not yet a year old, there was no transfer fee, enabling the quick sale of


    the house. By the afternoon, the agent informed her that someone wanted to buy the vi and asked


    her to handle the paperwork.


    Thssa arrived at the property registry office with the help of her crutches. She didn’t see the buyer,


    just the agent.


    Thssa was puzzled. “Where is the buyer?”


    She was already ten minuteste. Could the buyer beter than her?


    The agent replied, “The buyer has gone to the bank to finalize the payment. He has authorized me to


    handle the transfer.”


    ‘Can a transfer be authorized?” Thssa was confused!


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    Just as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated. She saw a bank transfer notification for a billion


    dors.


    Did the buyer really transfer the money to her, just like that?


    If so, why didn’t he show up for the transfer himself instead of giving authorization to someone else?


    ‘As long as the documents areplete, authorization is possible.” The agent politely exined.


    Thssa still felt like something was wrong. “Can I see the buyer’s information?”


    “I’m sorry, but we’ve signed a contract to keep the buyer’s information confidential. The agent


    apologized while remaining polite.