Chapter 1209


    Thssa couldn''t take it anymore—the embarrassment was too much. She almost turned on her heel


    to leave.


    But then she thought of his injury, of how he was still recovering, and she suppressed the urge.


    Her hands trembled as she slowly unzipped his jeans, her forehead beading with sweat, her breath


    tight in her chest.


    As soon as she pulled the zipper down, Lysander wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close


    with a firm tug.


    He held the back of her head, his lips iming hers in a fierce and fiery kiss that stole her breath and


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    spun her world.


    In the steamy heat of the bathroom, their passion rose quickly, filling the space with an intoxicating


    mist.


    At work, Thssa received great news from Ethan; the new smartphone ad campaign shot by Susan


    had been a hit, skyrocketing sales.


    This was indeed fantastic news.


    But Thssa was preupied with something else.


    "So, does this mean the Crawley Group'' stock is going through the roof? With Bruce''s family having


    invested two hundred thousand dors, they must be rolling in it, huh?" she asked.


    Ethan smiled, shaking his head with a hint of mystery.


    Seeing him shake his head without a word, Thssa''s curiosity piqued. "Mr. Ethan, what do you mean


    by that? Did Bruce strike it rich or not?"


    Leaning in just a bit closer, Ethan shared with a secretive tone, "They lost everything."


    "What?" Thssa gasped, not fully understanding the intricacies.


    "But didn''t the new smartphone sell like hotcakes? How could the stock fall?" she pressed.


    "The new smartphone from the Crawley Group did sell exceptionally well, and they invested because


    they believed in its future. But you see, apany''s stock doesn''t just depend on one aspect; it''s about


    the overall health and multiple sectors," Ethan exined. "We''re on fire in the smartphone market, but


    we''ve been bested inputers by an up-anding brand. The profits fromputers are much


    higher than from smartphones. Overall, the Crawley Group'' profits are down, and that''s caused the


    stock market to tremble and stocks to fall," Ethan said with a smile.


    Thssa got it, but Ethan''s smile didn''t sit right with her.


    "Mr. Ethan, people usually frown upon hearing their stocks have plummeted. Why do I get the feeling


    you''re actually enjoying this?"


    After all, a drop in stock value affects thepany.


    Ethan, as the boss, seemed unusually joyful for someone who had just lost money.


    "I''m happy the new smartphone is a hit," Ethan replied, dodging the real issue.


    "No, I mean..."


    "So, you''re happy because of Bruce’s misfortune?" Thssa asked, astonished.


    With that, he stood up and left the secretary''s office.


    Thssa found him odd and his words mismatched. Re?d at Dr?mа?оvеls


    Deep into her work, Thssa''s phone rang with an unfamiliar number.


    But when she saw thest digits, she knew it was Bruce.


    Her nerves tightened, and after a moment''s hesitation, she answered.