Chapter 513
The cab driver’s impending tirade died in his throat as he swallowed it back.
A tall man, with a stride to match, approached his car. His frigid, piercing gaze swept through the vehicle, only causing the aura around him to grow more intimidating.
Lowering the cab window, the driver cautiously asked, “Sir, can I assist you with something?”
David arrived shortly after, noticing the empty cab. He sensed the gravity of the situation as well, so he asked sternly, “Where is your passenger?”
“I had two women and four children in my cab while waiting at the traffic light,” the cab driver explained. “But as soon as the light changed, they insisted on getting out.”.
The driver had thought he was being toyed with, feeling rather upset.
They had asked for a ride but only to get out less than a mile in.
The only reason he wasn’t angry was because they had paid quite a generous fare.
They had given him twenty dollars for a ride less than a mile long; they also told him not to bother with the change as they looked to be in a rush.
“Where did they go?” David asked.
They seemed to have boarded a bus, but I didn’t pay much attention,” the driver responded, feeling goosebumps from the chilling presence of the man in front of his vehicle. His muscles were trembling involuntarily.
This meant that Thalassa had switched vehicles twice within a mile to avoid being found by Lysander.
Looking anxiously at Lysander, David suggested, “Mr. Sinclair, there’s a toll booth up ahead. I can contact them to thoroughly check all cabs and buses.”
Lysander’s face remained cold as he curtly ordered, “Do it.”
His voice echoed ominously in the dense night, chilling and startling.
For the first time in his life, Lysander felt manipulated and frustrated. And it was all because of a woman.
Well, Thalassa, if you enjoy this cat-and-mouse game so much, then I’ll play along till the end.
His blood was boiling, awaiting the moment he could catch her and tear her apart.
David hastily made a call.
Initially, he thought that once they found the surveillance footage of Thalassa getting into the cab, they could quickly retrieve her and the kids. But things were proving more complicated than he had imagined.
Thalassa, who always seemed naive and scattered at work, turned out to be quite crafty when push came to shove. She had even managed to outsmart Lysander.
Feeling the chilling wrath radiating from Lysander, David was on edge. His nerves were taut. He was afraid that Lysander might lose his temper at any moment and cause collateral damage.
But then again, it made sense for him. Thalassa had managed to hide four children under Lysander’s nose. She was clearly bolder and shrewder than he had given her credit for.”
Even he had been fooled by Thalassa, thinking that the four kids were actually Hertha’s.
David was clueless about what was happening until he saw Lysander’s suppressed anger, and the surveillance footage of Thalassa running away with the four children.
Then it dawned on him that the children weren’t Hertha’s, they were Thalassa’s.
Lysander conducted such a thorough search for Thalassa and the kids only because these were his own kids.
She was running away with Lysander’s kids.
Before this incident, David would never have imagined anyone daring to do such a thing.
Lysander would send her to hell. Wasn’t she afraid?
While silently mourning for Thalassa, David contacted the toll booth, instructing them to closely check every passing cab and bus.