The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 972

Lysander’s gaze was too penetrating, too intense. Thalassa couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt under his scrutiny.

Unable to hold his gaze any longer, she lowered her head, her eyes skirting away as she stammered, “It’s… it’s the guy you had escorted out just now.”

Lysander’s eyes, profound pools of intrigue, deepened further as he observed her in silence.

As the silence thickened, Thalassa felt an unbearable weight pressing down on her.

His piercing stare seemed almost tangible, as if it could bore a hole right through her.

Feeling increasingly panicked, Thalassa struggled to withstand the pressure.

Lysander finally spoke, “Is that so? So, the case is closed then?”

Callum added, “When I burst into the room, all I saw was that scumbag.”

a glance at Callum, quickly averting

a physical response devoid of thought.

she realized her reaction might have been too telling and lowered her gaze, Lysander had already caught the fleeting change in her demeanor. His eyes were icy, as if they had

beside her. Even without making eye contact, she could feel his chilling, intimidating presence, like needles on her

Bruce, yet he went along with her lie, choosing not exposing

be Callum’s motive for doing

his willingness to back up her lie,

Lysander the entire time, not once glancing at Thalassa. Lysander was already irked by their interaction; if Callum looked her way now, wouldn’t that just infuriate

bar, Callum had deliberately mentioned pursuing Thalassa just to gauge Lysander’s

was because of his possessiveness or

reacted strongly, kissing Thalassa forcefully in front

Lysander’s control

on edge, provoking him would not end well.

refrained from showing any interest in