Chapter 907


    The events that took ce inside Vibrant Oasis Residences were beyond the bodyguard’s auditory


    perception. He could only report what he saw.


    Having heard the bodyguard’s briefing, Lysander’s handsome face turned cold, and a sudden icy aura


    enveloped him.


    Even through the phone, the bodyguard could feel the oppressive atmosphere, his voice trembling as


    he spoke, “After that, Ms. Everhart returned to her vi and didn’te out again.”


    The line went dead before he could utter another word. Wiping the sweat from his brow, the bodyguard


    sighed. It was a treacherous tightrope walk, serving Mr. Sinir; one false step and he’d find himself in


    deep trouble.


    Lysander’s eyes shimmered with a cold fury. In a sudden movement of frustration, he snapped his pen


    in half, dark ink sttering across the document, blotting out lines of carefully written words.


    After taking the medication, Evelyn was joined by Thssa, who stayed by her side, fretting over her


    well-being.


    That evening, Thssa insisted on sharing a bed with her.


    “Thssa, you haven’t showered yet. Go take one, and then head up to your room on the second floor


    to sleep. I’ll be fine,” Evelyn said, trying to reassure her.


    “But it’s been so long since we’ve slept together. I really want to stay with you tonight,” Thssa


    pleaded softly, gently tugging at Evelyn’s arm.


    “I need some time alone to clear my head. I won’t be able to sleep with you here, sweetie. Go on, back


    to your room. Don’t worry; I won’t do anything foolish again,” Evelyn replied, offering aforting


    squeeze to Thssa’s hand.


    Thssa was terrified at the thought of Evelyn hurting herself again, but seeing her mother’s earnest


    eyes and calm demeanor, she finally rxed.


    “I’ll be right here if you need me,” Thssa conceded, understanding her mother’s need for personal


    space.


    After leaving Evelyn’s room, Thssa took a hot shower and chose a room close to the staircase on


    the second floor.


    That night, her sleep was restless, her senses on high alert for any call from Evelyn.


    In a haze between sleep and wakefulness, Thssa saw a dark figure at the edge of her bed.


    Dismissing it, she closed her eyes to sleep, but her brain suddenly jolted her awake.


    As she sat up, the figure became clearer – a tall, chilling presence, like a ghostly apparition.


    Her breath caught in her throat as she scooted back in fear.


    The shadow moved, leaning over her, and arge hand gripped her chin with undeniable strength.


    “Who…who are you?” Thssa gasped, her voice trembling, as she instinctively grasped the hand


    holding her chin.


    “Who else would be at your bedside?” A deep, icy voice cut through the silence, bone-chillingly


    familiar.


    That voice was low and resonant. It triggered memories in Thssa’s mind.


    Lysander!


    A wave of fear washed over Thssa as the acute pain in her jaw reminded her of Lysander’s foul


    mood.


    “Lysander, why are you here? How did you get a key?” Thssa asked, trying to make him loosen his


    grip. The pain in her jaw was radiating to her temples, throbbing fiercely.


    “The entire Central Ring Realty Group is mine. Is there any ce I can’t enter?” Lysander tightened his


    hold, forcing her face up to meet his. In the darkness, his eyes glowed with a predatory light,


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