The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Thalassa stood in front of a black Rolls Royce, its polished surface still gleaming with a luxurious sheen, even in the absence of light.

She did a lap around the car and noticed a punctured tire.

The tire was flat causing one side of the car to sit lower than the other.

Crouching down, Thalassa inspected the tire closely. Near the ground, she spotted a silver needle embedded in the rubber.

That was the culprit that punctured the tire.

She reached out to grasp the end of the needle, pulling with all her might to yank it out.

But the needle was lodged deeply, and despite her efforts, it wouldn’t budge.

Perhaps it was because she couldn’t muster enough strength while crouching that she stood up, bent over, and gave it her all, gripping the end of the needle.

One, two, three!

“Whoosh!”

The needle finally came out. As the needle was freed from the tire, her body, due to the excessive force, toppled backward.

She braced herself for a painful butt–landing.

But suddenly, she crashed into a solid, wide, lean, and strong embrace.

She hit the man’s chest with such force that it would’ve knocked an average person off his feet.

But this man was strong, extremely steady, tall with powerful legs, and had a tremendous sense of stability.

He didn’t even flinch, instead, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his chest.

In his strong masculine presence and his cold, intimidating aura, Thalassa hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

In her panicked gaze, she saw his chiseled face, his deep–set features, and his star–like eyes–handsome and profound.

faltered, her heart skipped a beat. “Holy

of his embrace, nervously saying, “Mr.

her, his

overwhelmed by his powerful aura, nearly

fear. Realizing she was still holding the needle, she quickly hid it behind her, putting up a nervous smile

go. Lysander leaned against

his hot breath

familiar to her from a stormy night five years ago, when this scent

his lips were getting closer,

just missed her lips, whispering in her ear with his

sensitive ear, causing her to shrink her neck. She hastily explained, “No, it’s not like that, Mr. Sinclair, you’re misunderstanding and I’m not interested in your

deep voice held a hint

words made Thalassa’s heart race and her

and

on

Thalassa clutched her

Chapter 212

in front of a black Rolls Royce, its polished surface still gleaming with a luxurious

around the

was flat causing one side of

Near the ground, she spotted a silver

was the culprit that

end of the needle, pulling with

was lodged deeply, and despite her

that she stood

One, two, three!

“Whoosh!”

freed from the tire, her body, due to the excessive force, toppled

for

suddenly, she crashed into a solid,

such force that it would’ve knocked an average person off

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