Chapter 1649


    Hertha was scrolling through her news feed when her jaw nearly hit the floor. Without wasting a


    second, she scrambled for Thssa''s number and called her up, ready to give Lysander a piece of


    her mind.


    Just a few days ago, Thssa had been telling her how Lysander had called off his engagement


    with Rosalind, and how it wasn’t Lysander who had kicked Thssa out of the Royal Estates. The


    misunderstanding was cleared, and Lysander even confessed his feelings to Thssa.


    And now, Lysander was announcing his engagement to Rosalind?


    Was he just ying games with Thssa?


    Men are dogs. Not a decent one in the bunch!


    Hertha, panicking, tried calling Thssa, only to find her phone was turned off.


    That couldn’t be right; Thssa never turns off her phone.


    After trying again with the same result, Hertha started to worry. She drove over to Thssa’s ce


    and rang the doorbell for what felt like an eternity, but no one answered.


    Something felt off, and Hertha’s worry deepened.


    For the past three years, aside from her visits to the Royal Estates to take care of Lysander,


    Thssa had always been a homebody. Now, with no reason to visit the Royal Estates, where else


    could she go?


    What if Thssa had seen the news and done something rash?


    The thought sent a shiver of fear through Hertha. She kept ringing the bell, but to no avail.


    This was bad. Really bad. When someone who’s usually reachable suddenly isn’t, it’s always a bad


    sign.


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    Pacing anxiously at Thssa’s doorstep, Hertha was at a loss for what to do next or who to turn to


    for help.


    In her most desperate moment, a name popped into her head. There was only one person she


    could call now.


    Personal grievances had to be set aside. Finding Thssa was all that mattered.


    Hertha dialed ric’s number, and before he could even ask what was wrong, she blurted out,


    “Thssa’s gone missing! I’m terrified she might do something stupid. I can’t find her anywhere.


    What if something happens to her?”


    By the end, Hertha’s voice was choked with tears. Thssa was her best friend, her only true friend


    in this world, and she just couldn’t bear the thought of losing her.


    Thssa had grown up without a father and had never known a father''s love. Now in her thirties,


    even though she had reconciled with her biological father, Joshua, he showed tant favoritism


    towards his younger daughter,pletely disregarding Thssa’s feelings.


    And Thssa’s beloved mother had passed away three years ago.


    Her precious treasures had been taken away by the Sinir family.


    She was all alone, with not a soul in the world to call her own, a thought that was heart-wrenchingly


    sad.


    Now with Lysander set to marry Rosalind, the blow to Thssa must have been devastating.


    Hertha was terrified for her friend.


    ric had been holding a grudge against Hertha for paying more attention to Spencer than to him,


    but hearing her cry melted his heart instantly. Trying to console her, he said, “Don’t worry. I’ll call


    Lysander and talk to him. He should know what’s going on.”


    After reassuring Hertha, ric called Lysander. There was a moment of silence when the call


    connected.


    The first thing ric said was straight to the point: “Lysander, is Thssa with you? Hertha says


    she’s unreachable, and we’re worried something might have happened to her.”


    “Unreachable?” Lysander’s grip on his phone tightened, his brows furrowed, a chill settling around


    him.