Chapter 1017
Joshua peered at the interactions between Lysander and Thssa, and he sensed the tension and
unresolved issues simmering between them. Yet, in Lysander''s gaze, Joshua witnessed a loss of
control he had never seen in his friend''s eyes before.
Lysander was a veteran, known for his stoic and indifferent nature. He had an irond self-control,
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imperturbable in the face of adversity, with no person or situation easily ruffling hisposure. But in
Thssa''s presence, his usual cool faltered.
Richard remained silent, as he was keenly aware that meddling in Lysander''s affairs would be a bad
idea. Just the night before, Lysander had coldly warned him that if anything happened to Thssa,
Richard would be dragged down with her. That icy, stern admonition was more than enough to keep
him on the straight and narrow.
He dared not get entangled in whatever was going on between Lysander and Thssa. Lysander was
clearly fallen too deep for Thssa. If there was any conflict between the two, he might not have the
heart to me Thssa, but it could catch others in the crossfire.
Richard certainly didn''t want to be in the line of fire. He hadn''t touched a drop of liquor today either. He
was the host of the gathering, and he needed to stay sharp to maintain order.
"Lysander, don''t get worked up, buddy. Let''s have another drink. You know how it is with women - you
gotta pamper them, make a fuss over them, and then they''ll see the good in you," Joshua said, picked
up the bottle, and poured another round for both himself and Lysander, trying to ease his friend''s mind.
Lysander''s handsome face was tense, and his deep-set eyes were frosty. He remained silent.
Joshua raised his ss to Lysander, "Let''s just say this is for me, man. Don''t sweat the small stuff."
Lysander would certainly oblige to take Joshua’s toast. For him, Joshua was someone of high esteem,
a mentor and a friend.
Lysander lifted his ss and joined Joshua in the drink.
Susan watched from a distance, her heart fluttering with wicked delight. The more Lysander drank, the
stronger the effects of the drug would be, and the easier her task would be.
Perfect!
Thssa stepped out of the private room and answered a phone call with a worried tone, "Mom, what''s
up?"
Evelyn had stayed at home alone in the past few days. Thssa was unable to be with her mother due
to her obligations with the kids.
But she was constantly concerned about her mother, fearing the loneliness might get to her. On the
other hand, Bruce might not keep his word and risk a scandal that could hurt Evelyn.
"Oh, nothing, dear. I just wanted to check in. You haven''t been hometely, have you?" Evelyn''s voice
was the same as always.
Thssa relieved as she detect no distress in her mother''s voice.
"I''ve been over at Royal Estates with the kids thesest few days. I''lle home tomorrow afternoon."
Thssa replied.
"Where are you now? Still at Royal Estates?" Evelyn queried, feeling a bit lonely.
"No, I had some things to take care of. I''m at the Draven International Hotel banqueting hall. Lysander''s
a bit drunk; I might have to take him to his hotel room to rest." Thssa informed her mother of her
whereabouts.
"Draven International Hotel? I''m nearby. I picked up a cleaning job today and came to get to know the
area. I''lle over and see you." Evelyn suggested.
"But Mom..." Thssa started to protest, not wanting her mother to trouble herself. But the call was
abruptly ended.
When she tried calling back, there was no answer.
Thssa frowned slightly, knowing her mother''s habit all too well. After a call, she’d put her phone right
back into the bag and not check it anymore.
If Evelyn wasing, it was fine. Thssa would just let the others know and leave early to meet her
mother. They would go to Royal Estates together.
Returning to the private room, Thssa discovered the bottle of red wine she had brought in had been
polished off by Lysander and Joshua.
Lysander, pinching the bridge of his nose, was clearly intoxicated.