The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1117

If Thalassa wasn’t the one who spiked the wine, then why, knowing full well that he was in misery, his body nearly consumed by an internal inferno, did she choose to bolt from the hotel, leaving the door wide open for Susan to swoop in?

It didn’t take long for Lysander to come up with an answer- she had likely taken advantage of his discomfort, running off with the children while he was unable to intervene!

How desperate was she to get away from him that she’d exploit his condition, occupy his time, and even plant other women in his path?

Susan, hearing Thalassa bring up that day at the hotel and the threat of being drugged, felt a shiver of dread. Her eyes flickered anxiously towards Lysander, terrified he might learn that she was the one who had tampered with his drink, and that he’d unleash his fury upon her.

She quickly changed the subject. “You don’t want the drink, huh? Well, never mind then, I’ll have it myself.”

With a sense of urgency, Susan plunged the straw into her juice glass and took several vigorous sips, swallowing with exaggerated gulps to prove the juice was fine.

pristine, showing no signs of the slaps she had delivered just the

been swollen from the force of the

it be that overnight, Susan’s face looked as

used some secret trick to quickly reduce

back to Lysander’s side, Susan clearly went to great

contrast, Lucy’s face was still puffy from just a couple of slaps, looking like

us to buy shares in the Crawley Group. Why don’t you sit down and take a look

her off. He saw Susan’s humiliation

turned around, and took a seat by Lucy, barely glancing at Lucy’s puffy face, devoid

to ask; Susan knew it must have been the consequence of Lucy’s run-in with Lysander,

had iced it down quickly. Today, the marks still lingered on her face but remained concealed beneath layers of