The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 645

Thalassa could feel her entire body tense up under his watchful gaze, making every pore on her skin tightened with nervousness.

“Ye.. yes!” She stuttered in response, feeling overwhelmed by his intimidating presence.

Lysander’s eyes were cold and sharp, and his gaze was penetrating. He rose from his seat, circling his desk, to approach her.

His powerful aura was like a chilling wind, causing her to instinctively recoil in fear as his steps continued to close in on her.

Thalassa took a few quick steps backward, causing her back to hit the wall.

Lysander’s long arm reached out to her. However, his palm quickly brushed past her ear as his hand landed on the wall next to her face. His firm, muscular chest pinned her between him and the wall.

His gaze was icy and sharp. “Do you want the Crawley Group to make the shipment, or not?”

His handsome face had a stern expression, and his eyes were deep and unreadable, holding her under his intense scrutiny.

The massive pressure he exuded made it hard for Thalassa to breathe. She couldn’t read his thoughts, nor did she dare answer hastily.

question seemed like

answered, it didn’t seem like she

her chin being lifted by his hand. His fingers had a rough callus

feel a warmth spreading through her heart, making her face

out what you’re thinking myself?” Lysander’s voice was low and cold, and his gaze was frosty

alarm bells were ringing. She quickly moved

the shipment. That way, the Crawley Group can fulfill the contract on time and won’t

not made, Leopold will get the penalty payment. Isn’t that better? He

“The penalty is just a small amount. Once it’s used up, there’s nothing left. But it’s different if the company is up and running. Not only can we earn money, it’s also

the temperature around her drop drastically. The air turned

sharp, and glinting coldly. Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat as she became too frightened

warned you that you’ve missed your only chance. After this, there will be no more opportunities for you and him! It seems like you’ve taken my words lightly!”

gritted his teeth as his cheeks

tried to explain, “There’s nothing between me

better off being silenced!” As Lysander uttered these cold and

was domineering and rough, showing no