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. Sinclair, what

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

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

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

underestimated Lysander and thought his reach was limited to domestic soil where he had

that Lysander’s influence was formidable even abroad.

thought that his plan to whisk Thalassa away was flawless and that their escape route was beyond Lysander’s grasp.

and pinpointed their location with no opportunity

the whole family in tow?” Lysander raised

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

voice. Her bright

up. She abandoned the ice-cream and

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