Chapter 403

He circled his desk, stepping in front of her. His finger traced her chin upward, the handsome harshness and wicked charm of his face creating a tantalizing blend of masculine allure.

“Who said you can’t engage in rigorous activities?” His deep, seductive voice was reminiscent of a cello playing a sensual tune, dangerous and enticing.

The words made Thalassa’s heart flutter with surprise and thrill. Her eyes widened a fraction as she quickly retorted, “I’m at work, I can’t exactly start doing jumping jacks in the office…”

Her heart pounded as Lysander’s dangerously strong aura enveloped her, the threat of total surrender looming.

1 Lysander observed her nervousness, h. Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly like butterfly wings, utterly captivating.

His hand touched her skin, smooth, delicate, soft. The scent of her was as sweet as honey.

Swallowing hard, Lysander lifted her face, and was about to lean in for a kiss.

“Lysander, long time no see! Missed me?” A cheerful voice echoed from the doorway.

Startled, Thalassa quickly retreated a few steps, distancing herself from the danger zone, and maintaining a gap of a few feet between herself and Lysander.

Charlotte Ravensong entered, her eyes briefly flaring with anger as she spotted the intimate scene.

Quickly repressing her annoyance, she maintained her cheery smile and approached Lysander.

“Lysander, Grandpa Zephyr mentioned a family dinner tonight. We should go together.”

She reached out, intending to link arms with him.

Lysander swiftly returned to his chair, leaving Charlotte hanging. Her smile faltered for a moment, but she maintained her composure, radiating elegance and warmth.

Thalassa nodded in acknowledgement and quietly exited the office.

With a cool glance, Lysander addressed Charlotte, “I have no intentions of marrying you.”

Charlotte’s smile froze. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tearfully protested, “But Grandpa Zephyr said we’re betrothed…”

“When you were dating other men, you didn’t seem to remember our supposed betrothal. But now that you’re done playing the field, you suddenly recall it.” Lysander lit up a cigarette, the smoke curling around him.

Unable to hold back her tears, Charlotte approached him,. She lookinged as pitiful as a wounded bird, “I didn’t know about it at first. GMy grandpa told me afterwards. I broke up with my boyfriend as soon as I found out.”

“Your grandfather and mine were merely jesting. You don’t need to take it to heart. Go ahead and date whoever you like. I’ll still give you a wedding gift when the time comes.” After a puff of smoke, Lysander made his stance clear.

He was well aware of Zephyr’s intentions to pair Charlotte with him, but he had no interest in Charlotte and certainly didn’t need a marriage alliance to strengthen the Sinclair gGroup..

His previous refusals had been vague, leaving room for hope. However, this time his words were blunt, leaving no room for misinterpretation. Hearing his words, Charlotte felt as though she’d been stabbed in the heart. She struggled to keep her composure, h. Her voice choked with emotion, “Lysander, I know you’re not ready to settle down. But don’t worry, I’ll wait until you are.”

With that, Then Charlotte turned and left the office, wiping away her tears as she stormed towards Thalassa’s office.

Her frustration needed an outlet, and she found it in Thalassa. Bursting into her office, she swept the files off Thalassa’s desk onto the floor, angrily accusing, “You shameless hussy! Playing both sides!

You’re so cheap, why not just sell yourself?”

The words were harsh and insulting.

Thalassa knocked Charlotte’s accusing finger away, her clear eyes flaring up as she retorted, “You’re describing yourself! If you can’t have it, you throw a tantrum. Is this the upbringing of the Ravensong heiress?”

“Why do you get to monopolize Leopold’s heart and keep getting close to Lysander, never leaving him alone?” Charlotte was panting with anger.

Thalassa stood up, her anger rushing forward like a tidal wave, “Exactly! Why should I? If you’re so charming and capable, why don’t you go snatch Lysander away? Instead of Why are you still wasting everyone’s time with your petty complaints!”