The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 840

As Leopold lay on the ground, blood pooled around him and the pavement was stained a shocking red.

Thalassa’s head was buzzing, her body trembling as her breaths came in fits and starts. Her hands shook as she reached out to touch him, but then she froze.

She was scared to touch him, scared that he might shatter at the slightest contact.

Tears blurred her vision, and the shrill cries of the reporters echoed around them. But to Thalassa, it was as if the world had muted. It was as if she was watching a silent film filled with a bleak, desolate sadness.

“Call an ambulance… yes, an ambulance…” Thalassa’s panicked thoughts finally found some semblance of coherence. Fumbling, she pulled her phone from her pocket.

Her trembling fingers struggled to tap the right buttons on the screen, and with great difficulty, she managed to dial the emergency number. Her voice, choked with tears, was barely audible as she cried out for help.

“Please, someone’s fallen… fallen from a building…”

here soon. Thalassa’s

fear was replaced with a morbid fascination. Cameras were being

looked up to see the cold, relentless camera lenses focused

her as if her heart was stabbed. And with a roar of defiance, she staggered to her feet and lunged at the reporters, trying to

Stop

ཧྥུཊྛ ༩ ཀྟེ

back, stop filming! Please, just

in such a state, to have his pain and

threatened to tear her apart, Thalassa managed to push back the circling reporters and create a small safe haven around Leopold.

be Leopold. After a moment of stunned disbelief, he saw Thalassa struggling with the reporters and rushed forward to help her keep

aching as she watched the horrific scene unfold below. The pain