Chapter 430
Charlotte unlocked her phone, intent on exposing Leopold and Thalassa’s clandestine affair. Her fingers flew over the screen, but the damning photo she had snapped of them was nowhere to be found. A sinking dread filled her as she realized Leopold had confiscated her phone long enough to delete the
evidence.
Her triumphant claims of having proof had turned into a hollow echo, extinguishing the fire in her eyes and replacing it with a growing sense of embarrassment. Despite this, she wasn’t ready to admit defeat. She turned to Lysander, her voice full of sincerity and a hint of desperation, “I did take a photo, but Leopold deleted it. You have to believe me, Lysander! Thalassa was playing you both, keeping Leopold on a string while clinging to you. She’s nothing but trouble.”
“Enough!” Lysander cut her off with a chilling tone.
His words, icy and harsh, silenced Charlotte. She felt a shiver run through her as she realized the danger of crossing Lysander. He shot her a cold, piercing look, “Stop disturbing our meal.” It was a clear message.
Charlotte clenched her fists, her heart pounding with a mixture of indignation and hurt. Why didn’t Lysander believe her?
Thalassa was obviously a master manipulator, wrapping Lysander around her finger with her sly tricks. Just the other day, she had tricked Charlotte into going makeup-free and dressing simply, only for Lysander to detest her even more. Charlotte vowed to get her revenge.
She took a deep breath and said, “Yes, the photo was deleted from my phone, but there were witnesses. The waitstaff saw everything. All you have to do is ask them about what they saw between Leopold and Thalassa, and the truth will be clear.”
With that, she shot a challenging glance at Thalassa, her face smug. But to Charlotte’s surprise, Thalassa accepted the challenge without any hint of panic.
Frustrated, Charlotte turned on her heel to gather the restaurant staff. Five waitstaff assembled next to Lysander and Thalassa’s table: One of them was the host who had greeted Thalassa and Lysander on their arrival. He had given Thalassa an odd look, clearly surprised to see her come in with Leopland earlier and now with Lysander.
Lysander’s gaze was steely as it moved over the assembled staff. His intense scrutiny made the waitstaff squirm uncomfortably.
Charlotte pointed at Thalassa and asked the staff, “Wasn’t she here earlier with Mr. Leopold, seated at this very table, ordering two steaks?”
Then she searched the photos of Leopold from the Internet, holding a mobile phone and showing them to the waiter one by one.
Thalassa chimed in, “Yes, please do tell the truth. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Charlotte was taken aback. Why was Thalassa so calm? Wasn’t she afraid of Lysander discovering her two-timing ways and casting her aside? Men, especially Lysander, despised betrayal. Knowing his past, the revelation of Thalassa’s deceit could have devastating, consequences.