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.

in his chest,

dark as a winter sky, his eyes concealing a brewing

forward, grabbing Thalassa’s hand, pulling her

his arms, unaware of the

with her sleeve. Her face was a picture of adoration, and her

stared at her. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds,

she reached out to scratch his face with her small paw. She believed she was a lamb by the side of a Greek

warm fur to comfort him, “Hmm, my goddess, you’re so beautiful. I want to cuddle

against his, she lightly scratched

were so provocative, rubbing and scratching his cheek. Her touch was soft and

delicate.

scratching his heart. He

Lysander was furious, and Thalassa was still

to call Lysander, a man of such masculinity, beautiful.

bullets for Thalassa.

and demanded in a low and angry voice, “Thalassa,

little lamb, am scared,” Thalassa said, swaying her hips, effectively