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.

skipped a

of his embrace, nervously saying, “Mr. Sinclair,

step towards her, his

overwhelmed by his powerful aura, nearly

and closer. Thalassa retreated in fear. Realizing she was still holding the needle, she quickly hid it behind her, putting up a nervous smile towards

she was cornered with nowhere to go. Lysander leaned against the car, trapping her between

in, his hot breath getting closer and

from a stormy night five years ago, when this scent had once entangled

crazy, his lips were getting closer, and she nervously

ear with his deep, magnetic voice, “You

explained, “No, it’s not like

you’re interested in me?” Lysander’s deep voice held a hint

Thalassa’s heart race and her cheeks

Lysander cut her off, and his commanding voice

that, he released his hold on her and stepped into

Thalassa clutched her

Chapter 212

its polished surface still gleaming with a luxurious sheen,

the car and noticed

tire was flat causing one side of the car to

the tire closely. Near the ground, she spotted a silver needle embedded

was the culprit that punctured

of the needle, pulling with

deeply, and despite her efforts,

it was because she couldn’t muster enough strength while crouching that she stood up, bent over, and gave it her

One, two, three!

“Whoosh!”

As the needle was freed from

herself for a

she crashed into a solid, wide, lean, and strong

with such force that it would’ve knocked

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