Chapter 379
Everyone couldn’t stop praising Elowen.
Thalassa attentively listened to the sounds from the television, her heart swelling with pride and warmth as everyone sang praises about Elowen. That was her baby after all. It was natural she got her intelligence and beauty from her mother.
Thalassa watched Elowen on the screen, the sight of her daughter easing her longing. She didn’t notice the tall, imposing shadow that had entered the room and quietly approached her.
Suddenly, she felt a chill in the air, assuming the temperature had dropped. Instinctively, she sat up straight and hugged her arms around herself. In doing so, she caught a glimpse of the imposing shadow out of the corner of her eye. A wave of anxiety washed over her as she turned to face Lysander, who had somehow appeared by her side.
She blinked, her gaze flickering nervously. “You’re back,” she greeted, initiating the conversation.
She shuddered at the thought of the antiques he collected. Lysander gave her a brief glance before shifting his attention to the television. On the screen, Elowen was identifying different culinary ingredients against an adult man in his thirties.
Elowen, despite only being four, had quickly defeated the man. The audience erupted in applause.
The host excitedly approached the stage and announced, “My goodness, you are a prodigy! Tell us, what’s your name?”
The host crouched down next to Elowen, holding the microphone to her mouth. Elowen, dressed in a white lace dress and her hair done up in two little braids, looked chubby and adorable like a little angel. Her big and bright eyes were full of intelligence.
As the audience watched with anticipation, she opened her mouth to say her name. Thalassa noticed Lysander watching the screen intently, his gaze penetrating. Her heart pounded in her chest.
Elowen only knew her name as Elowen Everhart. If she revealed her name and Lysander was currently watching Elowen with unwavering attention. Elowen’s features did resemble Lysander’s somewhat. Would he suspect that Elowen was their daughter?
Thalassa held her breath, her hand shaking in anxiety. “My name is Elowen,” she announced, drawing the attention of everyone. Hearing Elowen reveal her name, Thalassa was finally reassured.
Turning back, she found Lysander watching her with a thoughtful look on his face. “Do you know this child?” he asked.
Caught off guard, Thalassa quickly denied it. “No, I don’t.”
“Then why do you look so nervous?” Lysander asked.
“I’m just amazed that a child so young could be so intelligent, It’s very endearing,” Thalassa explained.
Lysander sat down next to her, his long fingers lifting her chin to meet his gaze. “Do you like children?”
Thalassa nodded.
A cold smirk crossed his lips. “What a pity. I can’t give you what you want.”
Thalassa was taken aback, unable to process his words when Elowen’s voice echoed from the television, clear despite her young age. “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m using this show to look for my mother. She’s been missing for four days.now.”
“Oh? And what is your mother’s name?” the host asked.
Thalassa’s heart raced in fear.