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 cow, it’s

of his embrace, nervously

her,

felt overwhelmed by his

loomed over her, stepping closer 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

to go. Lysander leaned against the car,

in, his hot breath getting

to her from a stormy night five

pounded like crazy, his lips were getting closer, and she nervously

her lips, whispering in her ear with his deep, magnetic voice, “You seem quite interested in my

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

interested in me?” Lysander’s deep voice held

and mysterious words made Thalassa’s heart

off, and his commanding voice echoed again: “Come to my office in ten

released his hold on her and

figure. Thalassa clutched her racing heart, trying

Chapter 212

Rolls Royce, its polished surface still

did a lap around the car and noticed a

of the car to sit

ground, she spotted a silver needle embedded

was the culprit that punctured the

reached out to grasp the end of the needle, pulling with all her might

was lodged deeply, and despite

she stood up, bent over, and gave

One, two, three!

“Whoosh!”

was freed from the tire, her body,

braced herself for a

crashed into a

such force that it would’ve

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