Chapter 1502


    "What?" Susan gasped in shock. She had thought with Lysander showing up, squeezing some cash


    out of the situation would be smoother since Lysander was loadedpared to Callum. But


    Lysander''s demand for her to just off Thssa took her by surprise.


    This was a curveball she hadn''t seening.


    Thssa felt her heart sink, disbelief washing over her as she stared at Lysander. What had he just


    said?


    Was she just someone discarded?


    Callum, anxious and displeased, confronted Lysander, "Mr. Sinir, what are you rambling about?


    In crucial times like this, saving life matters the most. Don''t provoke Susan."


    "Oh, worried about your sweetheart biting the dust? If you''re so fond of her, why not take her


    ce?" Lysander shot Callum a look, his demeanor unbothered.


    "You..." Callum was livid, ready to retort but realized it was futile. Any word from him would only put


    Thssa in greater danger. Clenching his jaw in frustration, he remained silent.


    And to Lysander, Callum''s silence was an admission of his rtionship with Thssa.


    Lysander''s handsome face turned even colder, his presence chilling to the bone. With a deep,


    prating gaze, he turned to Susan, "Just do it, kill her now. No dilly-dallying! The murder you


    commit will be a great chance for us to hand you over to the cops first thing and watch you rot in jail.


    How''s that for a worry-free life?"


    "Lysander, stop using the reverse psychology! Thssa used to be your woman, so can you really


    bear to see her dead?" Susan snapped back to her senses, her anger ring.


    A cold smirk yed on Lysander''s lips as he said in amusement, "You said it, she ''used to be.'' My


    fiancée now is Rosalind, and Rosalind is quite bothered by my past with Thssa. You killing her


    would erase my past, making Rosalind happy."


    Rosalind, upon hearing this, felt a mix of emotions - nervousness, panic, yet a sliver of delight.


    She stepped forward, her voice slightly shaky, "Yes, yes! With Thssa gone, I won''t have to worry


    about Lysander rekindling old mes. Lysander and I can marry and live happily ever after!"


    Thssa listened to Lysander and Rosalind''s duet wishing for her demise. Her heart felt like it was


    plunging into the abyss, struggling for air, the pain as sharp as a knife.


    The sharpness she felt at her throat moments ago was now vanished. She just felt as numb as hell.


    Lysander and Rosalind were getting married. Rosalind was unsettled by his past with her, so he''d


    rather have her dead. He was as cold and ruthless as ever, cutting ties without a second thought.


    Anyone deemed useless to him was to be killed at any moment.


    Until today, Thssa had naively thought she held a special ce in Lysander''s heart.


    Now, it was clear she was no different than anyone else to him. The moment he lost all feelings for


    her, his desire to see her dead was as fervent as ever.


    "You two think you can use me to kill Thssa? Dream on, you pair of snakes! If I do it, you''ll just


    hand me over to the cops. I''d rather beg on the streets than rot in jail!" Susan, piecing together


    Lysander and Rosalind''s plot, began to panic, even her grip on the knife faltering. She knew


    Lysander well - his cold-heartedness meant he was capable of anything he put into words!


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    He had truly discarded Thssa and was now captivated by Rosalind. To win Rosalind''s favor, he


    was willing to use someone else to eliminate Thssa, clearing any obstacles in his path to


    Rosalind without a second thought.


    Was she foolish enough to trade her freedom to facilitate Lysander''s romance with another woman?


    Fuming, Susan tossed the knife aside, kicked Thssa away, and bolted.


    Thssa, caught off guard by the kick, suddenly stumbled forward and was on the verge of falling.