The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 371.

Lysander’s eyes were dark and chilly, his icy gaze threatening to freeze her. His teeth clenched in frustration. He snarled, “Starving yourself now, huh? Good for you.” His words dripped with sarcasm, and his aura was cold and oppressive.

Thalassa bore his anger, her delicate brows furrowed as she fought for her freedom. “Let me go. You can’t keep me locked up forever.”

She had to get back. Her children needed her, and she needed them.

“And why not? You don’t want to eat, right? Fine, from now on, you won’t have to.” With that, he gripped her nape and dragged her out of the master bedroom, out of the grand hall of the Royal Estates, and into the backyard.

In the backyard was a small bungalow. The butler, seeing him approach, promptly opened the bungalow door.

Lysander roughly pushed her inside, throwing her into the bungalow, his voice filled with suppressed anger. “From now on, you’ll stay here. You’re not allowed to eat without my permission!”

With that, he turned and left the bungalow, returning to the main villa hall.

“Lock the backyard door! If anyone lets her in or secretly feeds her, they’ll be severely punished!”

stammered his agreement, “Yes, sir.” and quickly closed the

around. The bungalow was filled with

jars, and paintings appeared to be antiqués. Some were

the array of vases, jars, and brooches on the tables. This was a

the paintings and examined the vases, jars, and brooches. Her eyes fell

was tiny, no more than a centimeter

it strangely familiar as if she had seen it somewhere

of a toy store during a shopping

collection was identical to Sophia’s toy pendant. It was clear that the toy was a replica of

be duplicated into