Lysander shot him a cold glance without uttering a word.
He lit another cigarette, the orange-red ember burning between his fingertips.
Thalassa quickly left the private room, her anxiety slowly fading.
She felt like a ton of bricks was lifted off her shoulders.
She was just here for part-time work, but unexpectedly she became Lysander's woman!
Life sure threw curveballs at her.
She decided to leave Sapphire Skyline.
Zola stopped her, "Thalassa, are you leaving?"
Thalassa paused and said, "Yes."
"Aren’t you interested in your salary? Or have you hit the jackpot and now look down on this pay?" Zola asked with a teasing smile.
Thalassa responded, "Who said I hit the jackpot? If I had, would I still be here waiting tables? Please settle my wages, and I need to get home."
She just wanted to get away from Lysander as fast as possible.
"Fair enough. It's late and it's not safe for a girl to be out. I'll settle your pay, and you better head home." Zola headed to the cash register.
Thalassa followed, noticing the constant smile on Zola's face.
She asked, "Zola, you called me in for part-time work because those rich kids showed up, right?"
Zola maintained her smile, looking at her with experienced, thoughtful yet gentle eyes. "Don't say that. I would've called you in no matter who appeared. Look at you. You are so competent, and you sold two bottles of wine in just three hours. Some waitresses who have been working here for months can’t even hit your sales."
In reality, Zola called Thalassa in because she saw those rich men coming in, including Lysander and Alaric.
Lysander had texted her before, asking her not to make Thalassa do anything inappropriate.
She could tell Lysander had a soft spot for Thalassa.
Lysander hadn't visited Sapphire Skyline in a long time.
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