Chapter 701


    She averted her gaze slightly, trying to change the subject.


    Lysander’s deep-set eyes nced at her foot, which was bandaged and resting on the bed.


    “I see you’re still able to run around. It seems like it doesn’t hurt then.” Lysander’s voice was low and


    icy.


    Thssa understood the hidden meaning in his tone. David must have returned his money.


    Was he upset about that?


    He was a strange man. He was upset when he thought she had taken his money, and he was still


    upset when she returned it.


    What did she have to do to please him?


    “The billion wasn’t for Bruce. The situation isplicated, but in short, I’ve retrieved both the billion and


    that ten million. I also got back the three million from the sale of the circr pendant, which Bruce also


    swindled. Since you were unhappy when I asked for your ount details, I transferred the money to


    David. It should be in thepany’s ount now, right?” Thssa stated firmly.


    Instead of being tormented by his cold demeanor, she decided toy her cards on the table.


    “And then?” Lysander stood by the bed. His deep gaze pierced into her like a hawk.


    The immense pressure he exuded almost made it hard for Thssa to breathe, but she held on.


    “I wanted to tell you that Bruce and I did not conspire to take your money. I have no connection with


    him. You don’t need to vent your hatred for him on


    me.”


    Her beautiful eyes met his sincerely.


    For the first time, she wasying everything out in front of him clearly and concisely.


    Lysander’s aura grew colder by the second. His eyes had almost frozen over, like the nts in a forest


    in the dead of winter. Hisrge hand suddenly gripped her chin, and he fired back at her with such a


    cold voice that he sounded like a demon from hell.


    “So you think you can wash your hands of this? You’re really naive. You can never stay out of it,


    understand?”


    His icy, angry breath hit Thssa’s delicate face. All her senses were screaming for her to get away


    from the danger.


    He meant that, as long as she had Bruce’s blood in her veins, he would never let her go.


    “Lysander, you should let yourself go…”


    “No! It’s you that I won’t let go of! You’ve angered me, and you know what price you should pay.” His


    voice was cold and suppressed. Suddenly, he sealed her lips with a harsh kiss.


    “Um… no…” Thssa was taken by surprise. His kiss was so dominant and wild.


    She could barely breathe as he consumed her.


    It wasn’t until she was nearly suffocating that Lysander released her lips. His dominant kisses began


    trailing down her chin to her delicate neck. Thssa struggled to breathe, causing her chest to heave


    with his every kiss. His kiss felt like a fire igniting on her skin, burning and shaking her to the


    core.


    Her hand gripped the back of his shirt as her voice trembled. “No, my foot will get hurt again…”


    She leaned her head back, letting out an involuntary whimper.


    “We’re not using your foot.” Lysander’s heavy breath enveloped her neck.


    The tickling sensation made her shudder as her grip on his shirt tightened.


    The kids are still waiting for me…”


    She was pleading with him. She had promised the kids that she would join them for dinner. She knew


    how energetic Lysander was. He could go all night. Lysander ignored her, punishing her with a bite on


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    her earlobe.


    “Ah!” Thssa cried out in pain.