The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 63

The villagers pointed to a narrow country path ahead.

Following that path would lead to the village cemetery.

The path was so narrow that a car couldn’t make it through.

David turned back and asked Lysander with a questioning gaze, “Mr. Sinclair, the road’s too narrow and all muddy. It might be tricky to get the car through:

Without much thought, Lysander got out of the car.

The feel and scent of Thalassa the night before were so similar to those of that woman five years ago.

He deliberately slid his hand under her clothes, her skin smooth as satin, the soft touch stirring him up and reminding him of that night with that woman,

His blood was boiling, and his throat was tingling.

He kept Thalassa by his side to strengthen his willpower and resist being drawn to her

Even if she were lying naked in front of him, he would stay cool.

touched his hand and then bent down in front of him, her

not a

Celia’s grave that day to see what the woman he had been involved with looked like, to tell Celia and Thalassa apart, and to

had saved him with her body He hadnt thanked

alive, he should visit her grave.

the car, David hurriedly followed,

field, vast and open, with occasional birds flying low over the paddy

was fresh, and the scenery was green and

was a bit tough.

the villagers rushed over after hearing the news, gawking

village, most of the villagers hadn’t been to the

car they’d seen

Rolls-Royce, they all came to gawk in awe.

so fancy, look at it

this logo on TV, it’s a Rolls-Royce, worth

for a car, oh my, that’s rich! Who’s this wealthy young man coming to our village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously admired Isabella and looked down

was in awe and disbelief