Chapter 1494


    Lysander''s gaze was heavy and prating, locking onto Thssa with an intensity that felt almost


    tangible. The moment Thssa caught those piercing eyes, her heart sank, and she couldn''t help


    but feel cornered.


    "Oh, right, shrimp tastes better with sauce," Callum suddenly chimed in, his fork smoothly swooping


    into Thssa''s te to pick up a shrimp. He dipped it into the sauce bowl with a practiced motion


    and brought it up to Thssa''s lips.


    "Here, try this. It''s much better now."


    Thssa snapped back to reality, immediately backing her head away at the sight of the shrimp so


    close to her mouth, nervously mumbling, "I can do it myself."


    She took up her fork, taking the shrimp from Callum, whose eyes were soft and smiling at her.


    He was the same as ever, his eyes always twinkling with kindness, exuding an approachability that


    was hard to deny. Even his gestures of goodwill were difficult to reject outright.


    Under Callum’s watchful gaze, Thssa, feeling too embarrassed to refuse, tasted the sauce-


    dipped shrimp.


    "Is it good?" Callum asked warmly.


    Thssa tugged at her lip awkwardly, replying, "Yeah, it''s delicious."


    The smile in Callum''s eyes deepened, radiating warmth. "Let me peel another one for you..."


    "I''ve got it," Thssa hurriedly picked up another shrimp, starting to peel it herself to prevent Callum


    from doing it again.


    As she focused on her task, she dared not even nce at Lysander across the table.


    Despite looking down, she could feel his oppressive gaze on her, making her feel as if she were on


    pins and needles.


    She hadn''t expected Callum to peel shrimp for her, especially since Callum and Reginald were her


    clients. She couldn''t afford to offend them, fearing it would jeopardize Hertha''s project and


    potentially cost Hertha her job.


    Yet, Lysander''s overwhelming presence was equally hard to ignore.


    "Look at me, all clumsy," Rosalind said with a gentle, knowing smile. "Mr. Gordon is so attentive to


    Thssa, I should take note. Shrimp dipped in sauce is indeed tastier. Lysander, hold on, let me


    peel one for you."


    With a soft and slightly coquettish tone, Rosalind reached out with elegant fingers, taking a shrimp


    from Lysander''s te. Mimicking Callum, she peeled it awkwardly, dipped it in sauce, and offered it


    to Lysander, saying, "Here, Lysander, open up."


    Hearing Rosalind''s tender voice made Thssa stiffen, instinctively raising her head only to meet


    Lysander''s deep, cold gaze, sending a shiver through her heart.


    In that moment, as she looked up, Lysander epted the shrimp from Rosalind, breaking contact


    with Thssa to turn his attention to Rosalind. His icy demeanor softened for the first time with a


    smile. "You certainly know my taste well; the seasoning is just perfect."


    Rosalind, seeing Lysander not only eating the shrimp she offered but alsoplimenting her


    understanding of his taste, was overjoyed. Her smile lit up her face, and dimples added to her


    charm.


    "Of course, I''ve been following you around since we were kids; I know your tastes."


    Watching Lysander and Rosalind exchange looks filled with unspoken emotions, Thssa felt as if


    her heart was being squeezed tight.


    Was this why Lysander was so eager to push her out of Royal Estates? To clear the way for


    Rosalind?


    So be it. Three years of care could be seen as repaying his life-saving grace. From now on, she and


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