Chapter 812


    Thssa shook her head. “He won’t.”


    After spending some time with Lysander, she understood his possessive nature. Otherwise, he would


    not have lost his temper just because she had the slightest contact with Leopold.


    Just earlier today, she and Ethan had visited Leopold at the hospital. When Lysander found out, he


    warned her not to see Leopold again.


    He even vented his frustration on her while they were still in the car.


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    All of Lysander’s actions showed that he was still intrigued by her novelty. He was still very interested in


    her.


    That was exactly why his possessiveness was so intense.


    If he lost his interest in her body one day, he would immediately kick her aside out of spite for being


    Bruce’s daughter.


    However, if he found out she was not Bruce’s daughter, he would keep her by his side forever, treating


    her as his possession.


    After all, she had given him her everything and four children. He would not let her go even if he married


    someone else because she was his woman.


    Thssa trusted her judgment. She was confident that Lysander was such a person.


    Thssa continued to eat her meal, hiding her heartache behind her lowered eyshes.


    Evelyn listened to her firm tone and saw her unwillingness to talk further, so she sighed and stopped


    asking.


    She knew all too well the helplessness and sorrow of yearning for something unattainable.


    She had been through it all herself. Why would she force her daughter to do the same?


    She could only me fate for its unfairness, making her and her daughter suffer the same hardships.


    Lysander was driving his ck Rolls-Royce on the asphalt road.


    He held the steering wheel with one hand while the other dialed David.


    “Look into Evelyn and Bruce’s contacts during this period, especially the day Evelyn hit Bruce,”


    Lysander ordered.


    “Understood, Mr. Sinir,” David replied immediately.


    The living room was brightly lit when Lysander returned to the Royal Estates.


    The moment he walked in, a ser ball flew towards him, aiming straight for his face.


    “Lysander!” Fitch cried out in shock, holding his breath, as he saw the ser ball about to hit


    Lysander’s face.


    However, Lysander simply tilted his head slightly, letting the ser ball brush past his cheek andnd


    on the floor, bouncing twice beforeing to a halt.


    Lysander looked inside the house with deep, intense eyes.


    Dorian and Atticus were standing by the sofa, Atticus handsome little face showing surprise, while


    Dorian was covering his wide-open mouth with his tiny hand, hisrge eyes filled with astonishment


    and admiration as he looked at Lysander.


    Elowen and Sophia sat on a plush carpet, holding building blocks in their tiny hands. Now, their


    innocent and curious eyes were focused on Lysander.


    Fitch was standing among the children, looking shaken.


    “Dad, did you see how high I kicked the ball just now? It was so high.” Dorian was the first to recover.


    He ran over to Lysander, looking up at him with a happy smile, telling him about his aplishment.


    He was the one who kicked the ser ball that had nearly hit Lysander.


    Plus, he kicked it so urately that it went straight for Lysander’s handsome face.


    Lysander patted his little head. “Yes, you kicked it very high. But remember to y ball outside next


    time.”


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