Chapter 711


    She needed to go back and keep Evelynpany, so she wouldn’t feel lonely.


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    Most importantly, back on the golf course, she distinctly felt a change in Lysander’s demeanor.


    His heated presence pressing against her back was akin to that of a predator poised to pounce on its


    prey.


    If she went back to the Royal Estates, it would undoubtedly lead to a tumultuous confrontation that


    wouldst a very long time.


    She wanted to rest. She was worn out.


    Therefore, she decided to head back to the Vibrant Oasis Residences, seeking solitude.


    The moment Thssa finished speaking, Hertha turned the steering wheel, veering towards the left at


    the intersection.


    Thssa was taken aback. “You’re on the straightne!”


    Yet she turned right, an act that would certainly earn a penalty.


    It was quite precarious.


    “Really? I had no idea.” Hertha responded, seemingly oblivious.


    Thssa realized that perhaps she was being too optimistic. Hertha must still be upset. Her earlier


    “It’s okay. Getting a penalty isn’t the end of the world. Just be careful next time.” Thssa reassured


    her.


    As the car ventured forward, nearing the Vibrant Oasis Residences, a night market came into view. Its


    stalls were bustling with activity.


    While observing the scene from the car window, Thssa made a suggestion. “Hertha, it’s been a


    while since we had a drink. How about we grab some barbecue and booze tonight?”


    “Sounds good.” Hertha parked the car by the roadside.


    They chose the most bustling stall and ordered barbecue and some beer.


    Soon, the vendor served them. The tantalizing aroma of the barbecue wafting through the air truly


    tempted one’s taste buds.


    Thssa patted Hertha’s shoulder, smiling. “Nothing a good barbecue can’t fix, and if it doesn’t, there’s


    always a second round.” Hertha, finally breaking into a smile, eximed, “Exactly! What’s there to


    worry about?! Cheers! Let’s drink till we drop!”


    They each poured themselves a pint of beer.


    In the midst of their merriment, Thssa’s phone rang. It was Fitch.


    Thssa answered with a warm and slightly tipsy voice. “Hello…”


    “Ms. Everhart, the children want to talk to you.” Fitch hadn’t finished speaking.


    From the other end of the phone, a child’s soft voice echoed. “Mommy, why aren’t you home?”


    It was Dorian’s voice.


    “Mommy, where are you?” Atticus asked.


    “Just tell us where you are, and we’lle find you.” Elowen eagerly added.


    “Mommy…” Sophia called out in a small voice.


    Thssa’s heart melted when she heard her children’s voices.


    She softly replied, “Mommy’s visiting Grandma. Be good and sleep tight. I’ll bring Grandma to y with


    you in a few days.”


    “Cheers!” Hertha, already tipsy, raised her ss for a toast, oblivious to Thssa’s ongoing phone


    call.


    Back at the Royal Estates, Fitch had his phone on speaker.


    Hertha’s toast and the clinking of sses were clearly heard through the phone.


    Lysander, seated on the couch, lifted his gaze and looked towards Fitch with a prating stare.


    Fitch tensed up. It seemed that Ms. Everhart was out drinking with someone else. He couldn’t help but


    worry for her.