Chapter 1863
After finishing her tirade, Amelia was ready to leave, but Amelia blocked her path, her eyes, exaggeratedly erged with eyeliner, ring at Thssa: “So, Lysander is starting a jewelry line just for you? You really know how to y your cards!"
Thssa furrowed her brows, her voice heavy, "I have no idea what you''re talking about!"Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
“ying dumb after the fact, huh!" Amelia advanced towards Thssa, her demeanor threatening, “Quite the schemer, aren''t you? Snatching your sister''s fiancé and now egging him on to stand against the Sinirs! Do you want to make Lysander the ck sheep of the Sinir family?" Amelia''s words were sharp and filled with rage, each sentence a condemnation of Thssa.
Thssa, pushed back by her cutting presence, watched Amelia warily and responded, "What Lysander decides to do is his choice, not ours to judge! Besides, him starting a business is his business. Why the outrage?"
"Are you really clueless, or just feigning ignorance?" Amelia''s cold voice didn''t waver as she pressed on towards Thssa.
Thssa, left with no choice but to retreat, said, "I don''t know what you''re talking about, and I don''t care to know!"
Seeing Thssa''s reaction, Amelia realized that Thssa might genuinely be unaware of Lysander''s actions at the Sinir group''s shareholders meeting earlier that day.
But regardless of whether Thssa knew about Lysander''s actions today, the oue was inevitably tied to her!
Had it not been for Thssa''s sudden rise to fame, her jewelry designs selling out, leading to profitable returns on Lysander''s investments in her projects, the shareholders'' meeting today wouldn''t have seen so many supporting Lysander.
The root of it all stilly with Thssa!
"Thssa, let me tell you, if you want Lysander to be seen as the ck sheep of the Sinir family, keep pushing him down this path! Sooner orter, Grandpa will have a fit!" Amelia, her breaths heavy with anger, warned.
And she continued, "Don''t think your newfound fame means you can do whatever you want! Without the Sinir family, you and Lysander are justmoners! Tell Lysander to pull himself together and not burn all his bridges!"
As Amelia spoke, she kept advancing on Thssa, her expression livid with rage.
Thssa couldn''t even retreat fast enough, forced to lean back just to avoid Amelia''s domineering stance.
Amelia''s harsh words were so forceful that Thssa felt spittle on her face.
With a huff, Amelia turned on her
heel, her high heels clicking as she got into her car which then sped away, leaving Thssa in a cloud of
ust.
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Disgusted, Thssa fanned away the foul smell of gasoline,
bewildered and angered by Amelia''s sudden appearance and barrage of bizarre usations. Her previously calm mood was now a tangled mess of emotions.
Just then, a taxi came by, and she hailed it down, sliding into the back seat.
Upon returning to Royal Estates, Thssa found no sign of Lysander, only Fitch bustling about.
With a sense of urgency, Thssa asked, "Fitch, where''s Lysander?"
Fitch replied, "Lysander went out this morning and hasn''t returned yet."
"He''s still not back? Alright, I''ll give him a call." Hearing this, Thssa stepped aside and dialed Lysander''s
number. get
The phone rang a few times before being picked up, Lysander''s deep, soothing voice on the other end, "Thssa."
"Lysander, where are you? Why aren''t you at home?" Thssa asked impatiently.
"I''m at the Sinirs'' residence," Lysander answered.