Chapter 953
His words seemed like a consultation with Thalassa, but they were laced with icy undertones and intimidation.
Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat, tightening in her chest.
Bruce wasn’t here to save her. What was he planning?
Her eyes blazed with a ferocious light, glaring at Bruce.
But Bruce ignored her helplessness and anger, squatting beside her. His gaze flickered as he caught a glimpse of
two buttons undone at her chest.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe reached out, tearing the tape from Thalassa’s mouth.
What’s your angle, Bruce?” Thalassa asked, disregarding the sting of the tape on her skin, her eyes wary and voice
thick with anger.
Bruce offered a mirthless smile. “You’re my daughter. What other motives could I have but to rescue you?”
Thalassa was full of skepticism, staring at him, almost convinced.
Bruce continued, “Even if there were any motives, it’d be to ensure Lysander and Susan hit it off. Since you won’t
help your old man gain any favor with Lysander, I have to pin my hopes on Susan.”
“You think just anyone can get close to Lysander?” Thalassa responded sharply.
“I’m aware, but you’re no ordinary woman. Not only did you get close to Lysander, but you also bore him four
children. If you could get close to Lysander, then surely you can help Susan get into his bed, right?”
Thalassa’s bound hands clenched tight, her eyes seething with rage as she stared at Bruce’s smug, chilling smirk.
“Don’t look at me with those eyes. Your mother gave me that same look once, and I just couldn’t resist her,” Bruce
said with a twisted smile.
A cold shiver ran up Thalassa’s spine, numbing her body with shock and trembling with hatred.
He had the audacity to casually mention the assault on her mother and speak such vile words to her.
Was he insinuating something sinister towards her as well?
Hadn’t he always claimed her as his daughter? Could he really be so shameless as to not spare even his own flesh
and blood?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThalassa ground her teeth in fury. “Bruce, I had no idea you were in cahoots with the Brennan family. If Lysander
finds out, do you know what’s coming for you?”
“Ah, my association with the Brennan family, I have you to thank for that. Remember when you left me hanging off
the cliff? If it weren’t for Faye Brennan cutting me down, you might have been the death of me. You sure are a
‘loving daughter,’ almost taking your old man’s life.”
Bruce’s gaze darkened as he maintained his crouched position, locking eyes with Thalassa.
Thalassa’s brows were furrowed, her gaze filled with anger and caution, ready for any move he might make.