The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1067

Thalassa never expected Lysander to believe that her escapade with Leopold wasn’t an attempt at elopement.

Amelia staggered backward; her eyes glazed over in shock at Lysander’s words. A profound sadness swiftly morphed into a rigid mask of indifference.

Her body, fueled by impulse and irritation, suddenly weakened, and she collapsed onto the floor. She landed with a thud that should have hurt, but she felt nothing, staring blankly ahead. Amelia, once filled with clamor, fell eerily silent, as if all life had been drained from her.

Thalassa watched Amelia crumble. Her heart twisted in sympathy and shared anguish.

Leopold’s death was a wound in her own heart that had yet to heal.

The once noisy hospital room quieted down. A heavy blanket of sorrow filled the air, pressed down on their chests, and made every breath feel like a burden.

Sinclair. “Payton, please come to the hospital and take Amelia back with

that Amelia had gone to the hospital from Leopold’s villa, which they were supposed to clean. After finding

to see Lysander, he knew she was there to cause a scene and

was already there by

after, Amelia was escorted away

the icy atmosphere that lingered was suffocating, making

penetrating gaze fixed on Thalassa

his, deep and abyssal, a place where one wrong step could mean utter destruction.

approach made Thalassa’s heart pound

closer. His intimidating prèsence prickled her skin, sending a wave of panic through

to the back of her hand,