NovelEnglish"What?" Susan gasped in shock. She had thought with Lysander showing up, squeezing scash out of the situation would be smoother since Lysander was loaded compared to Callum. But Lysander's demand for her to just off Thalassa took her by surprise.
This was a curveball she hadn't seen coming.
Thalassa felt her heart sink, disbelief washing over her as she stared at Lysander. What had he just said? Was she just someone discarded? Callum, anxious and displeased, confronted Lysander, "Mr. Sinclair, what are you rambling about? In crucial times like this, saving life matters the most. Don't provoke Susan." "Oh, worried about your sweetheart biting the dust? If you're so fond of her, why not take her place?" Lysander shot Callum a look, his demeanor unbothered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You..." Callum was livid, ready to retort but realized it was futile. Any word from him would only put Thalassa in greater danger. Clenching his jaw in frustration, he remained silent.
And to Lysander, Callum's silence was an admission of his relationship with Thalassa.
Lysander's handsface turned even colder, his presence chilling to the bone. With a deep, penetrating gaze, he turned to Susan, "Just do it, kill her now. No dilly-dallying! The murder you commit will be a great chance for us to hand you over to the cops first thing and watch you rot in jail. How's that for a worry-free life?" "Lysander, stop using the reverse psychology! Thalassa used to be your woman, so can you really bear to see her dead?" Susan snapped back to her senses, her anger flaring.
A cold smirk played on Lysander's lips as he said in amusement, "You said it, she 'used to be.' My fiancée now is Rosalind, and Rosalind is quite bothered by my past with Thalassa. You killing her would erase my past, making Rosalind happy." Rosalind, upon hearing this, felt a mix of emotions - nervousness, panic, yet a sliver of delight.
NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON She stepped forward, her voice slightly shaky, "Yes, yes! With Thalassa gone, I won't have to worry about Lysander rekindling old flames. Lysander and I can marry and live happily ever after!" Thalassa listened to Lysander and Rosalind's duet wishing for her demise. Her heart felt like it was plunging into the abyss, struggling for air, the pain as sharp as a knife.
The sharpness she felt at her throat moments ago was now vanished. She just felt as numb as hell.
Lysander and Rosalind were getting married. Rosalind was unsettled by his past with her, so he'd rather have her dead. He was as cold and ruthless as ever, cutting ties without a second thought. Anyone deemed useless to him was to be killed at any moment.
Until today, Thalassa had naively thought she held a special place in Lysander's heart.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNow, it was clear she was no different than anyone else to him. The moment he lost all feelings for her, his desire to see her dead was as fervent as ever.
"You two think you can useto kill Thalassa? Dream on, you pair of snakes! If I do it, you'll just handover to the cops. I'd rather ɓeg on the other streets than rot in jail!" Susan, piecing together Lysander and Rosalind's plot, began to panic, even her grip on the knife faltering. She knew Lysander well - his cold-heartedness meant he was capable of anything he put into words!
He had truly discarded Thalassa and was now captivated by Rosalind. To win Rosalind's favor he was willing to use someone else to eliminate Thalassa, clearing any obstacles in his path to Rosalind without a second thought. Was she foolish enough to trade her freedom to facilitate Lysander's romance with another woman? Fuming, Susan tossed the knife aside, kicked Thalassa away, and bolted.
Thalassa, caught off guard by the kick, suddenly stumbled forward and was on the verge of falling.
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