Chapter 439

“What consequences?” Hertha uttered in disbelief. She’d never heard Alaric use such harsh language before, Thalassa looked at her, eyes wide with shock and curiosity, a clear look of intrigue on her face.

Maybe there was already something between Hertha and Alaric?

Hertha glanced at Thalassa in surprise, understanding the meaning behind her curious gaze in a heartbeat.

If this gossip were true, Hertha would be dying to take responsibility for Alaric.

“Alright, I’ll take responsibility. I’m all yours. Come find me, and I’ll give my heart to you.” Hertha blurted out, her face flushing a deep red.

“Pfft!” Thalassa, who had been sipping water, spewed a mouthful in surprise.

“What the hell are you talking about? Dream on! Last time you told me it wasn’t Thalassa locked in the room, but Debby. That’s why I helped you distract the bodyguards. But it was Thalassa. Now Lysander wants to have a little chat’ with me. I can’t escape this punishment. You need to make up for this, got it?” Alaric promptly pulled Hertha back from her daydream.

Hertha opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but guilt kept her silent.

Indeed, she had deceived Alaric last time.

She had been desperate to help, hence the lie. Otherwise, Alaric wouldn’t have assisted her.

She had messed it up so she should take responsibility.

Just a moment ago, Thalassa had described how terrifying Lysander could be. The next moment, Alaric informed her that Lysander wanted to ‘chat’ with him, and punishment was inevitable.

This punishment would definitely be severe.

Hertha felt increasingly guilty. She blinked and asked, “What do you want in return?”

“Your daughter, Elowen won the gourmet competition, right?” Alaric asked abruptly.

Hertha was taken aback. She held the phone and told Thalassa beside her, “Alaric is talking about Elowen.”

Thalassa paused, then said, “Put him on speaker.”

Hertha switched to speakerphone and replied to Alaric, “Yeah, what about it?”

“Well, your daughter’s prize money hasn’t been delivered yet. For promotional purposes, the investors will deliver the prize money to your house in person. Your address is the one listed in the information form, right?”

“What does this have to do with compensating you?” Hertha asked, puzzled.

“Lysander said that as long as I accompany him to your house to deliver the prize money, he’ll let this one slide. I just need to confirm the exact address with you.” Alaric explained.

“Oh, I see.” Hertha responded absentmindedly.

Something dawned on her and she looked at Thalassa in shock.

Thalassa was also staring at her, equally stunned.

They exchanged terrified glances.

And they were delivering the same information via eye contact: Lysander was coming!

During Elowen’s participation in the gourmet competition, the address listed in the information form was Vibrant Oasis Residences!

Thalassa quickly gestured to Hertha, telling her to give him a different address.

Hertha understood her sign language and was about to give her own address instead.

Before she could speak, Alaric’s voice came through the phone, “We’re almost there.

Thalassa could feel the hitch of her breath.

What?

Lysander was almost here?