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

Lysander felt a tug

looked after their intimate encounters-always

taut with muscles and eyes deepened, he breathed heavily, staring at Thalassa for a few seconds before turning on his

departed, the wintry chill in the

sense of injustice could no longer be contained; her tears flowed unrestrained, her sobs

paused at the sound of her crying, his spine stiffening, his fists clenching. He bit his lip

of emotion were opened, they were hard to close. Thalassa

then did she gradually stop

she got up from the couch, her legs wobbly,

picked up her clothes from the floor

were gone; it was

found a stapler in Lysander’s office and used it

up as best as she could, she leaned on the desk and chairs, making her way out of

entrance of Sinclair Group, she

a mysterious, opulent allure under the neon

at the sight of the car, and she instinctively stopped in her tracks.