The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 201

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Chapter 201

At that moment, inside the car, Lysander’s deep voice echoed, “Thalassa, I’m giving you a chance, take back what you said this

afternoon.

Those heartless statements–she must’ve blurted them out in anger.

He was giving her a chance to take them back but all Thalassa could think about right now was, her daughter can’t see her, the window needed to close quickly!

She was in the midst of a fierce mental tug–of–war.

She totally missed what Lysander said.

Her head was practically buried in her knees, thinking they can’t take her children away! “That’s not happening!”

She muttered angrily without realizing it.

Lysander’s face turned gloomy in an instant, as cold as a winter night’s sky.

He had never seen such an ungrateful woman!

Lysander was filled with rage, driving the car at breakneck speed.

In less than two minutes, they arrived at the entrance of the old residential area. Furning, he didn’t bother to escort her inside, he stopped the car and said coldly, “Get out!”

Thalassa was surprised. Hearing the anger in his words, she shrank her neck, obediently opened the car door, and got out.

Then Lysander reversed the car abruptly, stepped on the gas, and sped off.

The exhaust from the car wafted into Thalassa’s face.

She fanned away the exhaust with her hand, scoffing at his exhaust fumes and saying, “What a weirdo!”

He insisted on driving her home, but he ended up getting angry. How absurd!

She didn’t provoke him.

didn’t have to be on

Thalassa let out a sigh of relief and walked

the downstairs of her building, Thalassa noticed a silver Porsche parked there. The car looked

it and

her, a warm voice with a youthful

around to see the

his usual optimistic and handsome face, her heart

“How do you know where

understandable that Lysander knew that, as he’s her boss, finding an employee’s address wouldn’t

would Leopold

like this, it hurts me too. I came back to the

he took a step

him warily, and said, “Stay away! Leopold, I made it

single day these past five years, I’ve been regretting. If I hadn’t gotten drunk that day, if

Thalassa

“Leopold, you have your life and I have mine; let’s not bring up the past anymore; it’s over. You don’t need my forgiveness, whether I forgive you or not doesn’t

afraid of her uttering those decisive words. He took a step forward, ready

as he moved a step closer, Thalassa instinctively retreated, maintaining a safe distance. “No, I let go of

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bying to me Leopold stopped, his eyes filled

lying to you.’ Thalassa said, heated

years or even had a

but her words

even know

though. How on earth would she let him drive her home?

he saw those four rugrats in her house,

squirming to free her Hand from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr. Sinclair, I can

car door and stuffed her in authoritatively, saying,

and left

he shut the car door, got back

that moment, across the road, her coworker Daryl

departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you

the car.”

license plate and nodded,

“Our CEO just led Thalassa into his car personally. Could

gaze wander their way when she was