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.

off against Lysander. “Mr. Sinclair, what brought you to my humble abode so early in

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

don’t you, Mr. Gordon?” Lysander’s voice was a chilling whisper, frost

and managed a calm exterior. He chuckled lightly, “Ms. Everhart mentioned she fancied a trip. What’s

was limited to domestic soil where he had eyes everywhere.

he expect that Lysander’s influence was formidable

whisk Thalassa away was flawless and that their escape route was

and pinpointed their location with no opportunity left for them to seek

willingly, the whole family in tow?” Lysander raised an eyebrow, his predatory gaze shifting past

his icy stare, Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat. Her hands clenched at her

Lysander’s voice. Her bright eyes turned towards the sound, and there stood

abandoned the ice-cream and toddled at

small arms around his legs, rubbing her cheek. affectionately against his trousers, not caring for the creamy smudges and traces of