Thalassa propped Evelyn up, completely shell-shocked by what was going on in front of her.
Evelyn herself couldn't believe there was someone even more pissed off than her.
But this level of anger seemed way over the top. If things kept going this way, it was gonna hit the fan.
Thalassa watched as Lysander gave Bruce a good pasting, just like someone pounding a punching bag.
At first, Bruce tried to beg for mercy, but now he was so beat up, he was ready to drop at any moment.
If this kept up, he could really be in danger of kicking the bucket!
Thalassa let go of Evelyn in a hurry and grabbed Lysander's arm, but he was still on the verge of landing another punch on Bruce.
Just when his fist was about to smash into Bruce's chest, Thalassa cried out, "Stop!"
Lysander's fist stopped just inches away from Bruce's chest. He turned to look at her.
His usually deep eyes were now like a raging beast, blood-red, revealing the ferocity and cruelty of a beast.
His gaze was like a cold blade, like it could pierce through a person's heart.
Thalassa got the chills from his look, feeling a cold shiver run from her spine to her head.
Lysander's eyes were really freaking scary.
And Bruce, in his grip, had already blacked out, with blood continuously flowing from his mouth.
If he didn't get medical attention soon, he could seriously be pushing up daisies, and Lysander would be charged with killing a man.
Fighting off her panic, Thalassa urgently said, "Mr. Sinclair, don't hit him anymore. He might die if this goes on. Let's just drop it, we won't hold it against you, and thanks for standing up for my mom."
Seeing the clear panic and anxiety in Thalassa's eyes, Lysander gritted his teeth, his face as cold as ice. He let go of Bruce and stalked off.
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