Astrid was heading for the door.
"I'm home." Hertha walked in with a plastic bag. When she bumped into Astrid, she chuckled awkwardly. "Thalassa has to work overtime today. She won't be home. I took a spin at the supermarket and bought some ingredients for dinner."
Thalassa had asked her to tell her mom and aunt she was working late. She didn't want them to know she'd been hauled off by the police and worry them.
Hertha was terrible at lying and was still figuring out how to break the news.
On her way home, she'd made a detour to the supermarket and bought stuff for dinner. It would keep Astrid busy and away from asking too many questions.
"Thalassa's working late? Is she not coming home for dinner?" Astrid took the bag from Hertha, glanced behind her, and then asked, "Where are the kids?"
Hertha had left with Atticus and Dorian.
How come she was the only one who came back?
"I ran into Evelyn at the park. They wanted to play with her." Hertha replied.
"Give Thalassa a call. Tell her to come home early if she can. We have a guest. And he's here specifically for her." Astrid was worried about not being a good host.
"A guest? Who?" Hertha was curious. She walked into the room and saw the awe-inspiring, powerful man sitting on the couch.
"Mr. Sinclair!" She gasped in surprise.
It was Lysander!
He was tall and distinguished, dressed in a sleek black suit, looking noble and elegant.
Just sitting there, he was a sight to behold. Everything else in the room paled in comparison. He stood out, prestigious and charismatic.
Lysander turned his head and recognized Hertha as the mother of the kids who had caused a ruckus in his office and a friend of Thalassa's.
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