The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 964

“I… I got my hands on some cash today, grabbed her, and took her to a cabin up at Crest Summit. But then the boss called in another guy, and I handed Thalassa over to him. After that, I came down the mountain, no clue where he took her.”

The chubby man was sweating bullets of pain, his voice trembling as he spilled the beans.

“Who’s your boss, and who did you hand her over to?” the bodyguard pressed.

“My boss is Daniel. The guy I handed her off to, I don’t know him, just that he looked like a bookworm, a real snake in the grass.” “You’re holding back on me!” the bodyguard growled, his grip on the man’s wrist tightening in warning.

“I ain’t lying, I swear! I’ve told you everything!” the chubby man shrieked in terror.

With a sickening “snap,” his pleas were cut short.

The chubby man let out a squeal like a pig, agony radiating from his now broken wrist.

He collapsed on the ground, convulsing.

Lysander’s icy gaze swept over the scene, “Take him away!”

The bodyguard hoisted the chubby man up from the ground and dragged him off.

going to lead us to Thalassa. If we don’t find her, you can kiss your life goodbye, got it?”

Bruce. It was off-season, so the guests in the hotel were

from the mountain where she’d been snatched. A short drive

she was being coerced; walking through the lobby was out

cry for

waiting to cover for him, clearly an old pal of

a young and pretty thing. Business as usual? You go first, I follow?” The guy meeting Bruce was roughly the same age, with a shifty look and a

and she

women had these

with dread

a room, what kind of horror

eyes were fierce with defiance and loathing as she

Makes it all the more fun to

avoid his touch in

hand away sternly, “Elliott, this isn’t like the other times. You’re sitting

grand?” Elliott looked at Bruce,

get a taste of such a beauty, but