The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 374

The door of the bungalow was ajar.

As Lysander walked in, a chilling sight greeted him, making his blood run cold.

The floor was a mess, strewn with shattered porcelain and gemstone jewelry that had been carelessly tossed about.

Antique paintings were torn and scattered haphazardly on the floor.

Fitch, who had accompanied Lysander, was taken aback by the scene.

Thalassa stood in the middle of the room, curiously inspecting an antique porcelain piece. After a brief moment, she put it to her mouth and tried to bite it. When she couldn’t, she muttered something about it not being tasty and without hesitation, tossed it behind her.

Fitch, terrified, lunged forward to catch the falling piece, but missed. The porcelain hit the floor and broke into pieces.

Just like Fitch’s heart, shattered.

Thalassa seemed oblivious, bouncing on her feet, heading towards another ancient painting hanging on the wall.

with his heart pounding in his chest, turned to

cold and dark as a winter sky, his eyes concealing a brewing storm.

hand, pulling her away from the

into his arms, unaware of the impending danger.

face with her sleeve. Her face was a picture of adoration, and her voice was soft and sweet, “Goddess, are you here to cuddle with me?”

eyes were icy, his handsome face taut as he stared at her. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds, suggesting she was not in

paw. She believed she was a lamb by

comfort him, “Hmm, my goddess,

face against his, she lightly scratched his

demeanor was cold and stern, his anger rising. However, her actions were so provocative, rubbing and

delicate.

heart. He swallowed

in a cold sweat. Lysander was furious, and

a man of such

bullets for Thalassa.

her fidgeting hand, and demanded in a low and angry voice, “Thalassa,

I, the little lamb, am scared,” Thalassa said, swaying her