Chapter 911


    Furthermore, Thssa had her own reasons. When she needed to unwind, she’d retreat to Evelyn’s


    ce-a sanctuary away from the ever-looming presence of Lysander. It granted her the solitude she


    craved.


    But if Evelyn moved into the Royal Estates, Thssa’s refuge would bepromised. She’d be on


    edge even there, always on her. toes, ready to deal with Lysander’s incessant demands. There was no


    moment of rxation for her body.


    No way was Thssa about to subject herself to that kind of torment.


    Lysander’s deep-set eyes suddenly grew chilly, his face taut with tension. With a quick flick, he lifted


    her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.


    “You’re bargaining with me using Leopold’s things?” His voice was a low growl, icy and restrained with


    anger.


    At the heart of it, she was always willing to ept whatever Leopold gave her, but not the things


    Lysander offered. She had maintained a consistent distance from him.


    She loved Leopold, and that’s why she was willing to take the house from him.


    With Lysander, it was mere obligation, so much so that she wouldn’t even ept his money!


    The nerve of her, harboring feelings for another man yet dreaming of bing Mrs. Sinir!


    He was determined not to follow in his father’s footsteps.


    Thssa felt the sudden chill emanating from Lysander, her pupils quivered, and she was about to


    speak when the door from the downstairs room creaked open, and Evelyn’s groggy voice floated up.


    “Thssa, who’s there?”


    Thssa’s heart skipped a beat as she turned toward the sound and saw Evelyn. Her face flushed with


    panic as she quickly turned away, removing Lysander’s finger from her chin and his arm from around


    her waist.


    In a flurry, she stood up and walked over to Evelyn. “Mom, did we wake you up?”


    Her face was a jumble of embarrassment and difort. The close encounter she’d had with


    Lysander had been witnessed by Evelyn, and she was mortified.


    “What are you doing up sote?” Evelyn grasped Thssa’s hand, her tone a mix of reprimand and


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    concern. Then, turning to Lysander with a wary and polite smile, she said, “Mr. Sinir, it’s quitete for


    a visit. I appreciate the thought. Would you like some water?”


    Evelyn made a move towards the kitchen.


    Lysander, his face still an impassive mask, stood up and said coolly, “No, thank you.”


    His shadowed eyes swept over Thssa before he turned to leave.


    “Thssa, go and see Mr. Sinir off.” Evelyn made no attempt to keep Lysander, instead signaling


    Thssa to see him off.


    Thssa followed Lysander to the door, offering a simple, “Drive safe,” as he left.


    Lysander turned back, his piercing gaze locking onto hers for a moment, making her breathless.