Chapter 954


    Thssa couldn’t believe her ears. Was that even wordsing out of Bruce’s mouth?


    Seeing the horror etched across her face, Bruce couldn’t help but smirk with the satisfaction of the


    upper hand. He reached out toward Thssa, who recoiled in terror, her body trapped against the back


    of a chair, wrists bound behind her.


    No matter how she strained, she couldn’t move an inch, her body contorted ufortably like a


    cooked shrimp.


    Bruce’s outstretched hand paused momentarily as he noticed her reaction. Then, with a deliberate


    slowness, his hand descended, not toward her, but to the rope tied around her ankles, and he began to


    untie the knots.


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    “What’s got you so scared, huh? Did I say something wrong?” Bruce mumbled, keeping his gaze on the


    stubborn knots as he worked to free her feet.


    Every cell in Thssa’s body trembled with fury. His proximity, his touch on the ropes that bound her-it


    all made her skin crawl with revulsion, and she dreaded even the slightest idental contact.


    “It’s your mouth, you can say whatever you want. Can I really stop you?” Thssa spat out the words


    with a venomous tone, struggling to contain the storm of anger and disgust inside her.


    While he wasn’t currently using the video as a threat, every word and line from him served as a


    constant reminder, a tap on the shoulder, regarding the incident with Evelyn and the video he imed


    to possess.


    “Aren’t you curious about what I meant by that?” Bruce untied thest knot, and as he looked up at


    Thssa, a dark, sinister glint shed in his eyes.


    The sight sent shivers down Thssa’s spine, making her skin prickle ufortably.


    “I don’t want to know what you meant,” Thssa averted her gaze, determined not to look into his


    eyes. His gaze was unnerving, raising goosebumps all over, and she didn’t want to meet his eyes for


    even a second.


    “You don’t still think you’re my daughter, do you? I was at the mall a while back, trying to pawn off that


    ne when someone tipped off Lysander. He found me, had me beaten to a pulp, and I ended up in


    the hospital again. That’s where I ran into that nurse who’d fetched blood for mest time. She said you


    have B-type blood.”


    Bruce leaned in as he spoke, his breath inching closer to Thssa’s face.


    Thssa recoiled, her heart racing with fear.


    What? Bruce knew she wasn’t his daughter? Was that what his cryptic words were about? Was he


    going to hurt her like he had Evelyn?


    “You’re going pale. It’s not like I’ve revealed some earth-shattering secret,” Bruce sneered, his tone


    dripping with malice. Thssa’s eyes widened with defiance and terror as she stared back at him.


    “Bruce, if you want Susan to be Lysander’s girl, don’t mess with me. Otherwise, Susan will never get


    close to Lysander, and he’ll never let you off the hook!”


    “Ah, but you’re wrong. Only by making Lysander despise you, by pushing you away, can any other


    woman get a chance with him. If you remain irreceable in his heart, no matter how good another


    woman is, she’ll never get close to Lysander.”


    As he spoke, Bruce set about untying the ropes that held Thssa to the chair.


    Thssa’s body tensed, instinctively trying to avoid his touch. Moments ago, she had longed to be


    freed, but now, the thought of Bruce being the one to untie her filled her with an overwhelming urge to


    resist, to have him stay away from her.


    Bruce noticed her recoil but didn’t pause. His hands continued their work, and he said, “This ce is


    too shabby. I’ll take you somewhere quiet andfortable.”


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