The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 977

How many lies had she spun in his presence?

She could have laid out the whole story of her kidnapping today, detail by detail, but instead, she dodged and weaved, piling lie upon lie. Such careful deceit-who was she shielding?

Besides Callum, who else mattered so much to her that she would weave such webs of lies to protect them?

Lysander’s icy, haughty words struck her like a curse, hammering against Thalassa’s eardrums, buzzing in her head, her heart skipping a

beat.

Tears suddenly welled up, silently spilling from the corners of her eyes.

She clenched her teeth tightly, stubbornly refusing to let out even a whimper.

All she wanted was to protect her mother. Fear of losing her mom meant she couldn’t risk even the slightest gamble.

And yet, Lysander subjected her to such suspicion, such punishment.

was like a draught of

crying, Lysander felt a tug at

how she looked after their intimate encounters-always with

heavily, staring at Thalassa for a

departed, the wintry chill in

and sense of injustice could no longer be contained; her tears

at the sound of her crying, his spine stiffening, his fists clenching. He bit his lip and strode away with long,

to close. Thalassa cried until her feelings of oppression and pain had

then did she gradually

she got up from the couch, her legs wobbly, her

up her clothes from the floor and put them on.

the buttons were gone; it was

in Lysander’s office and used it to fasten

herself up as best as she could, she leaned on the desk

of Sinclair Group, she saw a black Rolls-Royce

opulent allure under

of the car, and she instinctively stopped