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.

face set in a stern line as he squared off against Lysander. “Mr. Sinclair, what brought you to my humble

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

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

chuckled lightly, “Ms.

was limited to domestic soil where he had

he expect that Lysander’s influence was

flawless and that their

location with

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

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

Elowen perked up at Lysander’s voice. Her bright eyes turned towards the sound, and there stood her strikingly

ice-cream and toddled at full speed towards

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