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.

in front of Thalassa, his handsome face set in a stern line as he squared off against Lysander. “Mr. Sinclair, what brought you to my

cold as steel, a storm of anger

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

him and managed a calm exterior. He chuckled lightly, “Ms. Everhart mentioned

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

that Lysander’s influence was formidable even abroad.

plan to whisk Thalassa away was flawless and that their

their location with no opportunity left for them to seek

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

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

voice. Her bright eyes turned towards the sound, and there stood her strikingly handsome

lit up. She abandoned the ice-cream and toddled at full

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