The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1116

Susan strut around in her low-cut, tight tee and a skirt that flirted dangerously with the upper reaches of her thighs. With a deliberate bend, she set down the juice in front of Lysander.

As she leaned forward, the view down her shirt was unobstructed, and as her hips cocked up, the already short hem of her skirt lifted, offering a glimpse of her backside!

Her seductive, fawning demeanor was obvious.

What man wouldn’t be tempted, and what woman wouldn’t scoff at such a display?

She was blatantly flaunting her voluptuous figure to entice Lysander, that much was clear. Thalassa saw Susan’s coy smile filled with ingratiation aimed at Lysander, and felt a stab of discomfort, as if her heart was being squeezed. She quickly averted her gaze, refusing to witness such a scene and mentally insisting that no matter how close Susan got to Lysander, it was none of her business.

Susan cooed, placing a specially prepared juice on the table before Lysander, eager for his attention despite his

Susan couldn’t suppress the yearning to win Lysander over, her

unknown beverages. Who knows if it’s tainted?” Lysander’s gaze was icy as he dismissed her, his

yearning heart in place. Even if Susan mustered all

allow her to retreat without a fight. Her family’s financial downfall, from riches to rags because of her parents’ failures, haunted

yesterday’s clown act for a meager paycheck. But if she could just attach herself to Lysander, even without

over a billion through her proximity to Lysander?

to Thalassa,

to Lysander, she needed him to see how close she was to Thalassa. Last time, at the Draven International Hotel, it was her newfound rapport with Thalassa