Chapter 1035


    He nced at the microphone’sbel, recognizing the insignia of Harbor Entertainment.


    “Harbor Entertainment, is it? You won’t live to see another dawn.” he dered with finality and whipped


    out his phone to call David. “You have two hours to bankrupt Harbor Entertainment.”


    The young journalist who had questioned him was visibly shaken. His face drained of color as he


    stammered out an apology. “Mr. Sinir, I’m sorry! I misspoke! Please, I won’t do it again. Please spare


    me another chance.”


    “Move!” Lysander’s patience was at its breaking point.


    The young journalist recoiled at hismanding tone, nearly tripping over his own feet as he stumbled


    backwards. The other journalists, who had been eagerly waiting for a chance to question Lysander,


    were also struck by his palpable fury. They all retreated along with the young man.


    A path quickly cleared for him.


    Lysander didn’t give them a nce as he rose and strode through the opening. He slid into his ck


    Rolls-Royce, and his foot mmed on the elerator. The vehicle shot backwards towards the cluster


    of journalists.


    The reporters huddled together in a panic, stepping back in a clumsy, terrified shuffle.


    There were too many of them, and they couldn’t move fast enough. As the car threatened to collide


    with the front line, the reporters gasped with wide eyes and scrambled to get out of the way. Those in


    the back tripped over their own feet, causing those in the front to


    fall as well.


    It was like dominoes – one after the other they tumbled down.


    Lysander mmed the brakes. His icy gaze flicking to the rear-view mirror. Seeing the reporters’


    sped out of the underground parking lot.


    The journalists were left sprawled on the ground, none spared from the embarrassment.


    The ck Rolls-Royce tore down the asphalt. Neon city lights streaked across its polished surface


    vibrantly but unable to thaw the frost in Lysander’s eyes.


    Other drivers, seeing the reckless speed of the Rolls-Royce, quickly gave way, fearing to provoke his


    wrath.


    Lysander’s hands were firm on the wheel. His veins stood out on the backs of his hands, and his eyes


    fixed ahead.


    The chill around him was so intense that it seemed capable of freezing the very air.


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    Under normal circumstances, it would take twenty minutes to reach Royal Estates. But Lysander made


    it in eight.


    He parked in the driveway and stepped out. His aura of icymand apanied him as he walked


    towards the foyer.


    Fitch had juste out of the kitchen. Upon seeing Lysander radiating such hostility, he tensed up and


    approached cautiously. “Sir, you’re back.”


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    “Where’s Thssa?” Lysander’s voice was sharp, barely concealing his roughness.


    Fitch, chilled by Lysander’s frosty gaze, reported with a back drenched in sweat, “Lysander, didn’t you


    agree to let her take the kids to stay with her mother for the night?”


    Lysander’s eyes darkened at the mention.


    He agreed to let Thssa take the kids to Evelyn’s?


    Seeing Lysander’s aura grow colder, Fitch became even more frightened. He exined hurriedly, “Ms.


    Everhart came back to Royal Estates earlier and bathed the four children. Then her mother arrived.


    She was notfortable staying here and wanted to go back, and the kids wanted to visit their


    grandma’s house. Ms. Everhart went with them. Ms. Everhart said she called you and you agreed.”


    Lysander’s expression shifted. His breathing grew heavy with anger.


    Without another word, he left the foyer, jumped back into the Rolls-Royce, and drove off.


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