The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 391

Thalassa was in dumb silence.

Big bosses were always different. When they were in high spirits, they showered others with expensive gifts, using it as a measure of their mood.

And when they were not, they used others as an outlet for their frustration.

“Mr. Sinclair, you could give this to your fiancee,” Thalassa suggested.

She didn’t have the luxury of enjoying his gifts.

No sooner had she said this than she felt a chill creeping up her spine, like being dropped into an icy cellar with cold air swirling around her.

A shiver ran down Thalassa’s spine. She realized she had misspoken and was about to make amends.

But his warning came in a frosty and icy tone, “Don’t even think about getting close to Leopold. You won’t escape. Stay in line, and you’ll suffer less, understand?”

His intimidating cold words sent a chill down Thalassa’s spine, her heart constricting. The sense of danger was so intense, and she quickly nodded, “I understand.”

work,” Lysander

curtsy, and bolted out of the office

with the people who had to

absolutely

small slip and she could

the day, Thalassa dared not venture close to the CEO’s office.

of the

quick to

car and

to check the caller ID before answering. Thalassa, help me! Leopold has gone mad. He’s driving the car and it’s on fire, but he refuses to stop. He says he wants

was filled with fear, anxiety,

stop the car and put out the fire. This isn’t

the phone. He won’t listen to me,” Isabella cried, on the verge of

to speakerphone so that Leopold could hear as she pleaded, “Leopold, can you hear me? Thalassa is telling

were bloodshot, his face a mask of agony. His eyes held a desperate cruelty as he hissed, “Isabella, you vile

ruined