The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 932

As Susan teetered on the brink of collapse into Lysander’s arms, Ethan furrowed his brow and gripped his phone tighter, debating

whether to dial Thalassa’s number.

Susan was smug inside, confident that with her allure, she could nab Lysander’s affections.

She let her body fall towards Lysander, but suddenly a foot braced against her.

Susan’s eyes caught sight of a shiny black loafer pressing against her midsection, blocking her advance.

Lifting her gaze, she met Lysander’s icy stare filled with revulsion.

“Mr. Sinclair…” she cooed, but the next second, pain shot through her abdomen.

“Ouch!”

shove, Lysander sent Susan flying

my sight!” Lysander’s frosty voice

dramatic tumble, were stunned, each keeping mum, trying to shrink into the background, not

of Susan’s plight. He’d always known that Lysander wasn’t

received a different kind of attention. No other woman could come close.

her eyes welling up as she stuttered an apology, “Mr. Sinclair, I’m so sorry, I must have been lightheaded from low blood

be a next time. Don’t let me see you again!” Lysander’s piercing gaze swept over Susan before

clear the way for him.

to kill, her scent alluring, yet Lysander had not spared her a glance, instead kicking her away.

little attention to the pain in her abdomen. Now that Lysander had left, Susan started to feel that the pain in

with

been eyeing Susan hungrily yet lacked the gall to approach. her before, now stood up and moved closer with desire written

But we’re not so picky,” one of them leered. “Why don’t you spend the night with us? It