The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1016

Of course, Lysander couldn’t hear Thalassa’s silent prayers. He lifted the wine glass to his lips and took a sip.

Thalassa’s heart, which had been fluttering like a trapped bird, sank into the depths of despair as she watched the red wine sliding down Lysander’s throat. He had drunk the wine, and with it, her last sliver of hope seemed to dissolve.

Just like Joshua had earlier, Lysander set the half-empty glass back on the table. His piercing, icy gaze shifted to Susan on his side, and his voice, low and threatening, broke the silence, “Is your little performance over, Susan? What’s your game?”

Susan, who had been smirking triumphantly at Lysander’s sip of the wine, felt a sudden pang of panic at Lysander’s interrogation. Did he suspect something was wrong with the drink? Her heart raced with fear, but she quickly regained her composure. If Lysander had truly suspected the wine, he wouldn’t be asking about her intentions.

in by Thalassa, and Lysander trusted her. He wouldn’t doubt the drink; he was only questioning Susan’s

a facade of friendliness. “Mr. Sinclair, it was Thalassa who confided in me, complaining about not wanting to be around you, claiming you forced

to try and seduce you. I realize my mistake, and I won’t dare again. Could you please

air around Lysander seemed to grow colder, more oppressive. His

was being sliced open under his piercing stare. Susan’s talent for twisting the truth

vibrating of her phone in her pocket, startling her enough to halt

phone out, nor answer the call. If it was

briefly, his voice heavy with