Chapter 1813
How she and Lysander ended up here today, only she knew best.
Callum asked, “Which way are we heading out? Front door or back door?”
Those who had framed Thalassa had sneaked out the back door since it was devoid of spectators and the press, essentially making their escape. Exiting through the front door, however, meant facing the gaze and inquiries of the audience and media.
Thalassa was about to speak when Lysander’s voice cut through, “Front door.” Ads by PubFuture
With that, he took the lead, pushing the wheelchair towards the front exit. Those who had framed Thalassa had fled, but she was determined to leave through the front door with dignity, proving her innocence. As for how to deal with the audience and media’s scrutiny, the choice was theirs to make.
Thalassa quickly moved forward, helping to push Lysander’s wheelchair, joining him in the exit through the front door. Even though Lysander hadn’t explained why they should exit through the front, Thalassa trusted his judgment. Atticus and Callum exchanged looks and followed suit, with several bodyguards in tow.
As Thalassa pushed Lysander out the front, they found themselves on what felt like a runway, under the spotlight. The spectators, seeing someone emerge, instantly erupted into a frenzy, standing up and shouting towards Thalassa and Lysander. The crowd was too loud and numerous, making it impossible to discern what was being said; the place was buzzing with noise. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org
The press, seizing the opportunity, swarmed in, microphones in hand, bombarding Thalassa with questions: Ms. Everhart, regarding the accusations of plagiarism against you, what’s your take copied your designs for the
“Zoey
vekne
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Reporters bombarded her with questions, eagerly pushing microphones towards her, desperate for her response. Thalassa was visibly uncomfortable, unaccustomed to such a scene and unsure of how to react.
In her moment of panic, Lysander
grasped her hand reassuringly. Thalassa understood, bending down
el
to listen as Lysander whispered, “Just walk with your head high and don’t bother answering.” With newfound resolve, Thalassa straightened up and continued pushing Lysander forward, ignoring the barrage of questions from the reporters. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org
The bodyguards efficiently kept the press at a safe distance from Thalassa and Lysander. Amidst the chaotic and noisy scene, under the gaze of admiration and applause, Thalassa and Lysander quickly left the competition behind.
Once they reached the open space outside, Thalassa finally felt a sense of relief. She stopped and turned to see Callum and Atticus approaching them. Seeing Atticus and Callum together made Thalassa’s heart clench. She looked tenderly at Atticus and said, “Atticus, come to mom.”
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