Chapter 241
With shock written all over her face, Thala**a turned to Leopold. “Lysander is your uncle?”
Leopold gave a nod “Yes, but he’s only three years older than me”
Thala**a felt like she had been struck by lightning. She gasped for air.
Lysander Sinclair, Leopold Sinclair So they were family
Thala**a had always thought they just shared the same last name, and it was a coincidence.
It turned out that Lysander and Leopold were both Sinclairs!
Five years ago, Isabella slept with Thala**a’s boyfriend, Leopold. And now Thala**a had hopped into bed with Leopold’s uncle, Lysander!
Was this like the real–life version of, If I can’t be your wife, then Ill be your uncle’s mistress?
Thala**a’s heart pounded. She felt anxious.
Hertha also felt shocked. With her eyes wide open, she glanced from Leopold to Thala**a.
Leopold was Lysander’s nephew! This was too much!
Seeing the panicked expressions on Thala**a and Hertha’s faces, Leopold knew they had been fibbing.
He almost believed the information he got was wrong and that Thala**a had a new boyfriend.
But when he heard Hertha say that Thala**a’s boyfriend was Lysander, he knew they were bullshitting.
His tense heart relaxed.
Hertha bragged in front of everyone that Thala**a’s boyfriend was Lysander, only to be busted on the spot.
Hertha’s previously smug vibe deflated and she immediately turned listless.
She looked embarra**ed but still managed a strained smile. “Thala**a and I have something to do. We’ll be going now.”
She grabbed Thala**a’s arm, ready to bolt.
Just then, a commanding presence entered the bar. It was a man in a handmade black suit, looking serious, intimidating, and prestigious.
He strode towards them.
The moment he entered, the air seemed to tremble, making it difficult to breathe.
Thala**a saw the man coming in and felt a mix of terror and nervousness. Her heart pounded uncontrollably.
Oh my God! Lysander was here. This was a disaster she couldn’t fix
She quickly lowered her head, trying to make herself invisible, hoping Lysander wouldn’t spot her.
She clutched Hertha’s hand, ready to make a swift exit.
Debby seized the opportunity. She blocked their path, preventing them from escaping. She said loudly. “Thala**a, don’t run. Didn’t you just say that Lysander, the CEO of Sinclair group, is your boyfriend? Your boyfriend is here, why are you running away?”
She emphasized the words running away.”
Thala**a felt alarm bells ringing. She shot a furious look at Debby.
At the same time, Lysander’s deep and intimidating gaze fell upon her.
Seeing those familiar eyes, Thala**a felt her heart leaden.
