Evelyn settled into the car seat, her heart pounding as David turned the ignition and the vehicle smoothly transitioned onto the


    asphalt.


    She stole a nce at Lysander''s intimidating profile, hesitating for wnat seemed like an eternity, unsure how to broach the topic.


    Lysander was an imposing man, his mere presence enough to instill panic, even when he uttered not a single word.


    No wonder Thssa couldn''t escape his grasp.


    It took every ounce of courage for Evelyn to finally speak up. "Lysander, | came here to tell you a truth. Thssa isn''t Bruce''s


    daughter.”


    Those words seemed to suck the air out of the car, dropping the temperature several notches.


    She paused, too afraid to continue, waiting for Lysander''s response.


    Suddenly, the car jerked to a stop; David had mmed on the brakes.


    "I''m sorry, Mr. Sinir." he apologized promptly, his attention havingpsed at the revtion, missing the traffic light ahead.


    Lysander''s handsome face was a mask of tension, his mood as foreboding as the calm before a blizzard.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    His eyes shimmered with an icy glow.


    “What did you say?" Lysander''s voice was a cold whisper, tinged with barely perceptible agitation.


    David knew better than to speak. He knew the question was meant for Evelyn in the backseat.


    She shivered under Lysander''s chilly aura and stammered, "I... | was with Bruce years ago, but when | discovered his infidelities,


    | left him without a second thought."


    Evelyn paused, trying to read Lysander''s reaction. His chiseled profile gave away nothing but seemed to radiate a frost that


    could freeze the very air around them.


    With trepidation, she continued, "After we split, | was so angry, | went out drinking with my best friend. | got so drunk that some


    guy took me home, and by the time | woke up... we''d slept together. Thssa was conceived that night. She''s that man''s


    daughter, not Bruce''s.


    "| didn''t tell you before because | was ashamed of my mistake, afraid Thssa would me me. But two months ago, she found


    out she wasn''t Bruce''s child herself. It was when Bruce needed a blood transfusion after an injury, and Thssa was ready to


    donate, but their blood types didn''t match. That''s when she realized Bruce couldn''t be her father."


    Evelyn could feel the tension escting in the car.


    With the car back in motion, David drove with utmost care, not daring to make another mistake.


    Evelyn''s heart pounded against her


    ribcage, but she had made up eit t |


    ind to,reyeal HOU to Lysander


    ahd was determined to see it


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    "| asked her why she didn''t tell you.


    She said she tried, but she realized


    your hold over her wasn tustabout


    role iacailgenal you thought


    she was Bruce''s daughter, you might


    let her go. But if you knew she wasn''t,


    you''d never despise her, and her


    chances of escaping you would be


    even slimmer." Please read the


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    Evelynid out everything, her voice trembling with the weight of her confession.


    Now that Bruce was behind bars, Evelyn feared Thssa would suffer because of him.


    She had to make it clear to Lysander that Thssa was not rted to Bruce in any way.


    When she finished, the chill inside the


    car was palpable, as if the se cual


    had shift d from Sty Sumimer to


    AaGahNer in an instant, leaving a


    trail of goosebumps on everyone''s


    skin. Please read the original content


    at NovelDrama.Org.