Chapter 1291


    Evelyn''s gaze fell as she grappled with an inner torment that refused to dissolve, a pang of self-


    reproach vivid in her eyes.


    The train was quick, reaching Starhaven in just two hours.


    From the moment they disembarked, Thssa could sense that something was off with Evelyn. As


    they stepped out of the station, Thssa preempted any discussion, turning to Lysander and saying, “I


    need to get back to Star Harbor Vi to be with my mom.”


    No sooner had she spoken than a sleek ck Rolls-Royce rolled up beside them, the door swinging


    open to reveal a man in a crisp suit.


    Thssa did a double-take. The man seemed both unfamiliar and eerily recognizable.


    Upon closer inspection, recognition dawned on her face. It was indeed an old acquaintance.


    “David, how on earth did you get so tanned?” Thssa blinked, half-convinced her eyes were


    deceiving her.


    But after a more careful look, the features were unmistakably David''s, though his skin had taken on a


    deep bronze as if he''d spent considerable time basking in the Afrnd sun.


    David grinned, his pearly white teeth standing out against his darkened skin.


    “Ms. Everhart, Evelyn, Mr. Sinir, please get in the car,” he said, his tone a mix of respect and


    familiarity as he courteously held the door open.


    Thssa stood rooted to the spot, her gaze questioning as she looked to Lysander. She had made her


    intentions clear about returning to Star Harbor Vi, but Lysander hadn''t responded yet.


    “Get in,” Lysander said with a deep, inscrutable look.


    With that, he slid into the passenger seat.


    Thssa hesitated, relieved he hadn''t insisted on sharing the backseat.


    Turning to Evelyn, she said, “Mom, let’s get in.”


    She held the door, allowing Evelyn to climb in first.


    Evelyn seemed out of sorts, her movements mechanical as she entered the vehicle.


    As the car elerated onto the asphalt road, an eerie silence enveloped the interior despite the


    presence of four people. Thssa sat closely next to Evelyn, their arms entwined, leaning on each


    other.


    “Mr. Sinir, did you enjoy your trip to Eldoria?” David asked, his voice light, trying to lift the


    atmosphere.


    Lysander’s only response was a sidelong nce.


    David touched his nose, a gesture to cover his awkwardness.


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    “We went in the morning and came back in the afternoon. How much fun do you think we had?”


    Thssa said, breaking the silence to spare David further embarrassment.


    At her words, Lysander’s dark gaze flicked to the rear-view mirror.


    “Oh,” was all David replied, signaling he got the message, then fell silent again.


    But barely a second passed before he caught Lysander’s pointed look—a silent reminder of something.


    Realizing what his boss meant, David quickly caught on. Read at NovelDrama.Org


    His tone was yful, inviting Thssa into the light-hearted banter.


    “Why?” Thssa inquired, ying along.