Evelyn settled into the car seat, her heart pounding as David turned the ignition and the vehicle smoothly transitioned onto the asphalt.
She stole a glance at Lysander's intimidating profile, hesitating for what seemed like an eternity, unsure how to broach the topic.
Lysander was an imposing man, his mere presence enough to instill panic, even when he uttered not a single word.
No wonder Thalassa couldn't escape his grasp.
It took every ounce of courage for Evelyn to finally speak up. "Lysander, I came here to tell you a truth. Thalassa isn't Bruce's daughter."
Those words seemed to suck the air out of the car, dropping the temperature several notches.
She paused, too afraid to continue, waiting for Lysander's response.
Suddenly, the car jerked to a stop; David had slammed on the brakes.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sinclair." he apologized promptly, his attention having lapsed at the revelation, missing the traffic light ahead.
Lysander's handsome face was a mask of tension, his mood as foreboding as the calm before a blizzard.
His eyes shimmered with an icy glow.
"What did you say?" Lysander's voice was a cold whisper, tinged with barely perceptible agitation.
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