Chapter 307
“Why?”
Snapping back to reality, Thala**a realized she was pressed against his chest and quickly pulled back, “I came with my mom. She’s in the office of the competition’s organizer. If you don’t believe me, I can take you there.”
Thala**a herself wasn’t sure why she was explaining in such detail.
But Lysander’s icy aura was honestly pretty scary.
It felt like if she didn’t explain, he would punish her on the spot.
Thala**a was in a real panic.
Atticus was still in the bathroom and the other three kids were in the lounge. She needed to find a way out of this mall and fast.
This place was a spot for her to relax with the kids, but it had suddenly become dangerous with Lysander’s arrival.
After she finished speaking, she expected him to say, “No need.”
But instead, he said, “Take me there.”
Thala**a was speechless.
This was not what she was expecting.
Did he really want to meet her mother?
Wasn’t it normally a step towards marriage when people met the parents?
But, then again.
Lysander did whatever the hell he wanted, and he didn’t do what he didn’t want to do.
For him, meeting the parents and getting married could be totally unrelated.
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Just like he had no intention of marrying her, but could still take her home to meet his grandparents.
Thala**a’s heart was racing.
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She said, “Mr. Sinclair, my mom is busy in the office. It’s not a good time to interrupt her, and that’s why I came out.”
“What’s so urgent that she can’t be disturbed? Take me there.” Lysander approached her, his presence was overwhelming. Feeling the strong masculine pheromones, Thala**a felt threatened.
Like a frightened rabbit, Thala**a quickly backed away, running to the door saying, “Okay, I’ll take you there now.”
Thala**a led the way, anxious and worried.
Evelyn was in the office discussing something with Bruce while the three kids were in the lounge eating.
Atticus was still in the restroom.
What if she took too long and Atticus ran into some bad people who tried to take him away?
But with Lysander watching, she couldn’t make a phone call to get someone to pick up Atticus.
They soon arrived at the office of the food competition’s organizer.
The office door was closed, but it was a wooden door with a transparent gla** panel in the middle.
From the outside, one could clearly see what was happening inside.
Thala**a stopped and was about to knock. When she saw what was happening inside, she turned pale.
The hand she had raised to knock hung in mid-air.
Evelyn was leaning against the desk, continuously pushing away a middle-aged man.
That middle-aged man was Bruce.
Bruce continued to pressure Evelyn, even grabbing her hand and moving his face closer to hers, while Evelyn kept dodging.
Clearly, a scene of coercion was playing out.
The door was poorly soundproofed, and all the sounds came through.
“Bruce, stay away from me! If you take one more step, you’ll regret it!” Evelyn sounded furious, yelling out.
Bruce’s words were shameless and completely unrestrained, “Evelyn, you’re not a young girl anymore. Stop playing hard to get. We’ve had our thing. Thala**a is my daughter, don’t think I don’t know it. Come on, let’s relive the old times.”
Then Bruce tried to force a kiss on Evelyn
