The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1047

Thalassa froze as she saw him. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her heart was racing like a runaway train. Her breaths was shallow and desperate.

Great terror enveloped her whole being.

Lysander strode into the foyer, his presence stirring the air like an unwanted spirit. The pressure seemed to plummet, the air growing dense and tight around them.

As Thalassa locked eyes with Lysander, who descended upon the room like some devil incarnate, she felt as if his icy eyes were vortexes, set to devour her very soul.

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Fear seeped into her bones, her heart erratic as a hailstorm in spring moments of calm shattered by sudden, chilling strikes.

Lysander was closing in, and Thalassa stood petrified. Her limbs forgot their very purpose. Panic clawed its way up from the pit of her stomach.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed before her, severing the intense gaze between her and Lysander.

line as he squared off against Lysander. “Mr.

was sharp and cold as steel, a storm of anger swirling in

of remorse, don’t you, Mr. Gordon?” Lysander’s voice was

the dread rising within him and managed a calm exterior. He chuckled lightly,

limited to domestic soil where he

expect that Lysander’s influence was

flawless and that their escape route was beyond Lysander’s

had found them and pinpointed their location with no opportunity left for them to

in tow?” Lysander raised an eyebrow, his

icy stare, Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat. Her hands clenched at her sides, tension coursing through

voice. Her bright eyes turned towards the sound, and there stood her strikingly handsome

the ice-cream and toddled at full speed towards Lysander, “Daddy!”

legs, rubbing her cheek. affectionately against his trousers, not caring for