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.

as he squared off against Lysander. “Mr. Sinclair, what brought

and cold as steel, a storm

you, Mr. Gordon?” Lysander’s voice was a chilling

lightly, “Ms. Everhart mentioned

underestimated Lysander and thought his reach was limited

he expect that Lysander’s influence was formidable even

whisk Thalassa away was flawless and that their escape route was beyond

their location

the whole family in tow?” Lysander raised an eyebrow, his predatory gaze shifting past Callum to fix on

beat. Her hands clenched at

by her ice cream, little Elowen perked up at Lysander’s voice. Her bright eyes turned towards

abandoned the ice-cream and toddled at full

trousers, not caring for the creamy smudges and traces