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.

his chest, turned to look at

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

Thalassa’s hand, pulling her away

unaware of

his shirt, with sleeves hanging loosely over her hands, she playfully brushed his face with her sleeve. Her face was a picture of adoration, and her voice was soft and sweet, “Goddess, are you

as he stared at her. Her eyes sparkled

face with her small paw. She believed she was a lamb by the side of a

rubbed her face against his, like a rabbit seeking affection, using her warm fur to comfort him, “Hmm, my

his, she lightly scratched his elastic face with her

stern, his anger rising. However, her actions were so provocative, rubbing and scratching his cheek. Her

delicate.

felt like a cat’s paw scratching his heart. He swallowed

this scene, broke out in a cold sweat. Lysander was furious, and Thalassa was still making

dared to call Lysander, a

bullets

a low and

the little lamb, am scared,” Thalassa