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.

set in a stern line as he squared off

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

a trace of remorse, don’t you, Mr. Gordon?”

the dread rising within him and managed a calm exterior. He chuckled lightly, “Ms. Everhart mentioned she fancied a trip. What’s the harm in a little tourism?”

Lysander and thought his reach was limited to domestic soil where

Lysander’s influence was formidable

flawless and that their escape route was beyond

found them and pinpointed their location with no

in tow?” Lysander raised an eyebrow, his predatory gaze shifting past Callum

skipped a beat. Her hands clenched at her sides, tension coursing

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

ice-cream and toddled at full speed towards Lysander,

not caring for the creamy smudges and traces