Chapter 969


    The chill in the air was enough to freeze a soul in ce.


    Callum faced him squarely and said, “Do you have any idea what Thssa just went through? She was


    kidnapped, nearly destroyed. If I hadn’t arrived in the nick of time, she’d be ruined by now!”


    His expression darkened as he addressed Lysander.


    Lysander’s gaze swept the room, catching sight of the discarded ropes and the tape that had been


    used to silence her.


    Tightening his hold around Thssa’s waist, he gritted his teeth and said to Callum, “Quite the


    coincidence, you being here. I’ll be looking into this, rest assured!”


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    With that, he turned, Thssa in tow.


    Coming back to her senses, Thssa, though weak, tried to push away from Lysander’s firm grip


    around her waist.


    “Let go of me. I can walk on my own.”


    Lysander’s grip tightened slightly, and he gave her a piercing, icy look that could stop anyone dead in


    their tracks.


    His eagle-like gaze was sharp enough to cleave through Thssa’s resolve.


    She faltered, all the grievances she held bottled up inside, unable to voice her pain or vent her


    frustrations.


    Exiting the hotel room with Thssa, Lysandermanded his bodyguard, “Lock down all the exits.


    Everyone gets searched. The kidnapper does not get away with this!”


    “Understood!” the bodyguard replied, taking the order.


    Lysander’s men, demonstrating remarkable efficiency, promptly closed off all exits at the hotel. The


    hotel manager, visibly anxious, approached, awaiting Lysander’s instructions.


    The shifty-looking man was soon brought forward, kneeling and shaking like a leaf before Lysander.


    “Where did he touch you?” Lysander asked, his deep and steady gaze falling on Thssa.


    “Mr. Sinir, please, I’ll never do it again, I swear…” the man babbled, his legs quivering, realizing the


    gravity of the man before him.


    Upon seeing the man, Thssa felt a wave of nausea; he was one of Bruce’s cronies, a scoundrel who


    had caused untold harm.


    He had to be punished, or he would just continue to prey on others.


    Taking a deep breath to suppress the disgust and anger swirling inside her, Thssa said, “He… he


    held me.”


    She felt Lysander’s arm around her waist tense at her words.


    His aura turned chilling, and with a frosty re at the man at his feet, he ordered in a tone devoid of


    warmth, “For kidnapping and indecency, caught in the act… break his hands and throw him in jail,


    where he’ll spend the rest of his days.”


    “Right away!” The bodyguard moved to carry out themand, swiftly and brutally breaking the man’s


    arms.


    A shriek of agony filled the air, echoing off the walls.


    Thssa clenched her fists tight. Once, such a sound would have made her cringe, but now, she felt


    the man got what he deserved, and she even thought his punishment was lenient.


    The man was dragged away as the hotel manager, still shaking, addressed Lysander, “Mr. Sinir, we


    have the surveince footage ready. You can review it in the security room.”


    Lysander stood, his long legs carrying him and Thssa towards the security room.


    The footage would reveal who had taken Thssa to the hotel.


    As Thssa followed Lysander to the security room, her heart tightened with apprehension.