The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 584

“You damn jerk!” Evelyn cried, playfully swatting Bruce’s arm.

“Ouch…” Bruce winced, feeling a sharp sting from her hit.

“What’s wrong with you? Don’t you dare die on me. Especially not in front of me,” Evelyn said. She tried to sound harsh, but her eyes were filled with worry.

“Call 911. I need to get to the hospital, or it’s curtains for me,” Bruce managed to gasp out, fighting through the pain.

“Okay, okay. I’m calling right now…” Evelyn’s fingers trembled as she dialed the emergency number on her phone.

Thalassa was tormented until the early hours of the morning, eventually succumbing to exhaustion and falling into a fitful sleep.

Lysander finally stopped. His eyes glowed in the darkness like a predatory animal, staring at Thalassa’s pale and weak face. He clenched his teeth, his jaw tight with suppressed anger.

cigarette, and the ember flickered in the dim room, reflecting the smoldering rage

later, he still couldn’t quell the restlessness brewing within

he left,

past ten in the morning. She tried to get up, but the pain was as if she had been run over by a freight train. She stayed in bed, her tears soaking the pillow, wondering

was handed a

Sinclair, your express mail. It arrived yesterday. It’s

and a card fell out.

from the document, and Lysander read the

my card. There’s a billion and ten million in there.

gaze falling on David, “When exactly

afternoon, just before closing,”