Chapter 1215


    Hertha paused for a second before asking curiously, "How on earth did Lysander find out you were with


    me when we saw Spencer? Didn''t you take the afternoon off to go with me? Has he got some kind of


    radar on you?"


    "Nah, I doubt it. That tracking ne he gave mest Christmas has been turned into scrap metal.


    I''ve checked around and there''s nothing that could be containing a tracker," Thssa replied while


    rummaging through her stuff.


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    "It must be ric Falconer ratting us out to Lysander!" Hertha''s thoughts quickly turned dark, and her


    anger red up.


    "Who knows," Thssa admitted, having harbored the same suspicion.


    "It''s definitely that jerk. I''m gonna give him a piece of my mind!" Hertha fumed, gritting her teeth, then


    abruptly ended the call, all fired up and ready for a showdown.


    Thssa, still holding her phone, wanted to urge Hertha to cool off. But it was already toote.


    Well, let Hertha and ric sort out their own mess.


    Thssa slung her backpack over her shoulder and stepped out of the Crawley Group building.


    Reaching the curb, she was about to head across the street to wait at the bus stop when a sleek ck


    BMW pulled up alongside her. She stepped aside, thinking she was in the way, but the car crept along


    with her instead.


    Stopping in her tracks, Thssa looked at the BMW with a mix of curiosity and caution.


    The back window rolled down to reveal a man''s face. He had a kind and approachable look, his genteel


    charm was both soothing and inviting.


    "Callum!" Thssa gasped in surprise. She had thought someone was deliberately blocking her path,


    but thest thing she expected was to see Callum, whom she hadn''t seen in ages.


    Thest encounter had been a brief one at the entrance of a golf club, right before he was swarmed by


    reporters asking about the Crest Summit Hotel scandal.


    And now, they crossed paths again half a monthter.


    Callum''s handsome face was adorned with a gentle smile as he warmly said to Thssa, "Long time


    no see. I''ve actually been looking for you."


    Thssa was taken aback. She pointed at herself in disbelief, "Looking for me? Why?"


    Since thest time Callum had helped her escape, only to be caught by Lysander, the two hadn''t


    discussed running away again.


    She figured they had both silently agreed to drop the matter.


    Beyond their shared goal of escape, it seemed there wasn''t much else for her and Callum to talk about


    or connect over.


    Unlike Lysander, who was always sparing with his words, his brevity forcing others to guess his


    intentions.


    After a moment''s hesitation, Thssa reasoned that if Callum had something to discuss, and the


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    Settling into the back seat, she noticed a cane resting beside Callum''s leg and asked with concern,


    "How''s your leg? Is it any better?"


    "Much better, thanks. Just got the cast off today. I should be back to normal in a few weeks," Callum


    replied with a grin.


    Thssa''s gaze dropped. She apologized with regret, "I''m sorry. It''s my fault you got hurt."