The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1102

When Thalassa thought about Lysander coming to the Crawley Group to pick her up, only to find that she wasn’t there, a secret thrill of delight bubbled up inside her. She felt a wicked urge to giggle.

After all, Lysander was always so domineering; letting him taste defeat once in a while didn’t seem such a bad thing.

But before Thalassa’s mirth could fully bloom, the icy tone on the other end of the phone call sent shivers down her spine. Even through the digital connection, his authoritative presence was palpable.

Quickly masking her amusement, Thalassa steadied her grip on the phone and cleared her throat, “After we hung up, I caught a cab. You didn’t actually go to the Crawley Group, did you? I mean, I thought you were kidding. After all, who would presume to trouble a big shot like you for a mere lift? That would be downright presumptuous of me!”

Her words were a deliberate attempt to feign innocence and deflect any blame for standing him up. And yet, her tone was dripping with irony-not directed at Lysander, but at herself.

A man like Lysander, practically royalty in the Starhaven business empire, wouldn’t ordinarily stoop to collect someone like her-a mere assistant.

her hand. Despite the sweltering

see Lysander’s face, but she could well imagine his

had managed to

wane, and a hint of panic tinged her voice, “Look, I’m already home. If there’s nothing else, I’ll just hang up now.”

reply, she ended the call.

things

of fear, resentment, and frustration towards Lysander-especially since he doubted the paternity of her unborn child. That single second of

was her fault-she had been blackmailed by Susan into drugging Lysander, leaving him vulnerable at the hotel for Susan

own wrongdoing-but the idea of him. actually being with Susan was suffocating, like

of nowhere, anger flared up within

on Lysander. But now, weighed down by a multitude of troubles, she found herself