The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 372

Unquestionably, this was the answer.

Thalassa maneuvered two chairs together to serve as her bed.

The chairs were of mahogany, devoid of any cushioning.

Sleeping on such a hard surface was frigid and uncomfortable.

But she had no choice. She couldn’t sleep on the floor.

Even though it was spring, the nights were still chilly.

Thalassa lay on the icy wooden surface without a blanket to cover herself.

She was so cold that goosebumps rose on her skin. Wave after wave of cold permeated her, chilling her to the bone.

Unable to sleep, she got up and rubbed her arms as she paced about, generating heat through friction to warm herself.

At first, this helped a bit, but as the night wore on, she grew colder, more tired, and hungrier.

With a grumbling stomach and her energy spent, she didn’t have the strength to continue.

She sat on the chair, leaning against the backrest. She remained still to conserve as much heat as possible.

She endured the night in this manner.

dawn broke, the sun’s rays bathed everything in a cool

having spent the entire night freezing and starving, was weak and lethargic.

morning light entered her eyes as

squinted, unused to the brightness,

took her a couple of tries

Daybreak had arrived.

had not slept a wink the

was low, and her mind was extremely

cold and hunger, she couldn’t sleep.

she decided to get up. She opened the door

her to

had been too dark to make out the

daylight, she could see clearly.

find that the backyard was enclosed by a high, smooth wall. Climbing over the wall would require a ladder, and the wall was topped

anyone from climbing over it, either

scaling the wall

garden with its orderly

full bloom. Their vibrant colors and fragrant scent filled the air with

the butler, Fitch,

her current state, she had no inclination

walked to the back gate and pulled on it, but

raised her hand and

first, no one answered, but she persisted.