NovelAppLysander was the epitof elegance and authority, dressed in a bespoke black suit that accentuated his distinguished aura. His presence commanded attention without a word, his features sculpted as if by the hands of a master artist, exuding an air of nobility and grace. SeaR*ch the FindNøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
He made his entrance, seated in a wheelchair, with a woman of intellect and grace pushing him forward. That woman was Rosalind! They were surrounded by a throng of people, moving at a pace that was neither hurried nor slow.
The event organizers were practically tripping over themselves to cater to Lysander, showering him with compliments and eager to please.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mr. Sinclair, it's been years since we've seen you grace the business world with your presence. Without you, it's like we've been missing our kingpin. No one can match your charisma. Now, with your union to the Whitman family, it's a powerhouse alliance. The business world will practically be at your and the Whitman family's feet." Lysander remained silent, his deep gaze fixed straight ahead.
The organizers continued to brown-nose: "Ms. Whitman is the embodiment of intellect and elegance, a beauty unmatched. She's the perfect match for Mr. Sinclair." Rosalind smiled and nodded at the organizer's words; she enjoyed hearing them.
She loved hearing how well-matched she and Lysander were, believing it to be true herself. In her eyes, no one could be a better fit for Lysander than she was, both in status and in beauty.
Thalassa watched them approach, hearing every word said by the organizer. Everyone knew about Lysander and Rosalind's engagement. The organizer hailed them as a perfect match, and while Rosalind smiled in agreement, Lysander said nothing, offering no opinion.
Having been by Lysander's side for so long, Thalassa felt she understood him. His silence was his assent.
Men, she thought, always placing power and status first.
Now, with the Sinclair Group under Payton Sinclair's control, Lysander had no foothold to return to. But to reclaim a position of power and defeat Payton, taking over the Whitman Group was his only path.
And the only way to take over the Whitman Group was through marriage to Rosalind! Joshua Whitman had made it clear that marrying Rosalind would grant Lysander the Whitman Group as a dowry.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPreviously, Lysander had opposed the idea of marrying Rosalind, perhaps because he was strong enough on his own. But now, in a bid to turn his fortunes around, he had announced his engagement to Rosalind without hesitation.
To Lysander, love was just a gin the realm of romance, and those who took it seriously were bound to lose.
As Thalassa contemplated this, her heart felt as if it were being squeezed, making it hard to breathe under the weight of her emotions.
When Lysander had confessed his feelings for her, she was initially shocked, thrilled, and even swayed. She had almost confessed her feelings in return. Looking back, she was relieved she hadn't. It would have been a mistake, turning her affections into a mere joke.
Lost in her melancholic thoughts, Thalassa suddenly felt the piercing gaze of Lysander. His deep, cold eyes locked onto hers, sending a shiver down her spine. Quickly, she averted her gaze, turning away and sitting up straight, pretending as if she hadn't been looking at all.
Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, Thalassa reminded herself of Lysander's formidable presence. Just one look from him could instill a sense of apprehension. She needed a moment to steady her roiling emotions. But why was Lysander still using a wheelchair? Had Lydia not been able to heal him? X
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