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…”

have to be okay. The ambulance will be here soon. Thalassa’s hand shook as she clung to her phone as she

been screaming in shock just moments ago were now pulling themselves together. Their fear was replaced with a morbid fascination. Cameras were being pointed at

flash of light caught Thalassa’s eye, and she looked up to see the cold, relentless camera lenses focused on Leopold’s broken

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

Stop

༩ ཀྟེ དྷརྨཱ བྷྱཿཎྜ

back, stop filming! Please,

of grace. He wouldn’t want to be seen in such

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

of stunned disbelief, he saw Thalassa struggling with the reporters and rushed forward to help her keep them at bay.

window, her heart aching as she watched the horrific