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.

door! If anyone lets her in or secretly

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

her sore neck as she looked around. The bungalow was filled with various vases and jars, and old, yellowing paintings hung on

appeared to be antiqués. Some

oil paintings on the walls and the array of vases,

Thalassa admired the paintings and examined the vases, jars, and brooches. Her

pendant was tiny, no more than a centimeter in diameter.

as if she had seen it somewhere before. She

a toy store during

to Sophia’s toy pendant. It was clear that the toy was a replica of this antique.

be duplicated into a toy.”