The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 55

card, so she bent down to stuff it into his hand, saying. Dont worry I didn’t overcharge you, only for the wine

already wearing a low-cut top, and when she bent over Lysander felt his throat tighten involuntarily

Her hand brushed his, the touch soft and cold, a feeling he found strangely familiar

It was just a brief touch, but it was enough to stir up a whirlwind of thoughts in Lysander’s mind.

His gaze deepened, and he began to show signs of emotional turmoil

Her unintentional touch was enough to set him on edge

This woman, Thalassa was constantly drawing him in

Just as Thalassa was about to stand up after handing him the black card he grabbed her wi up sitting on his lap

His thighs were warm, and his muscles were firm

The moment she sat on his lap, Thalassa could feel his change

wide open. “Mr. Sinclair, what are you

and with a pull, she

her hand, and his other hand was behind her back, preventing her from

slightly hoarse. “Do I have to make

Celia’s other friends, giving them a lot

together, and he couldn’t bear to see her in distress and

as much money as she wanted, but she

she enjoy trading her body for money?

an insult

Sinclair, let me go. I’m just a waitress.

Lysander, with so

a cold look

answered quickly

left the room, afraid that they

hit on Lysander stayed, watching Thalassa with a hateful look

She thought

Sinclair let her sit on his lap and