The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1124

Callum lifted his gaze, Spotting a familiar figure approaching, his gentle smile swiftly retreated into an austere mask of seriousness.

Thalassa felt the air shift and turned to see Lysander striding towards them with a thunderous expression. His aura was sharp as an icy winter gale swept in, which chilled to the bone.

Her heart instinctively clenched; her eyes were wide with wariness and panic.

“Are you trying to cripple his hand, too?” Lysander’s frosty voice cut through the distance before he even arrived.

Thalassa’s eyes flickered. She snapped back to the present and realized she was still holding onto Callum’s arm. Their close proximity could easily be mistaken for a pair of long-lost lovers reunited.

She quickly withdrew her hand and turned again to face Lysander. He was already upon them, his domineering presence stifling her breath.

As he closed in, he seized Thalassa’s wrist and yanked her towards him, away from Callum.

Her face was painted with alarm, “Lysander, it was an accident-I

hurried to explain, desperate not to let any misunderstanding incriminate

cause of Callum’s broken leg; if his hand suffered

swept over her flustered features. And he turned his gaze to Callum,

wry smile in response. He slightly curved his lips and responded, “A reporter wanted an

receiving reporter’s interviews?” Lysander remarked, his casual tone belied by the underlying

at the hotel in the foothills of the Crest Summit last time and the incarcerated hotel owner requested to meet me. So the reporter wanted the scoop on my involvement with the case. The environment is really quaint here so the reporter arranged the

clear that his presence wasn’t planned to coincide

Lysander said sharply while ushering Thalassa

Callum to retreat with his crutches to clear the

she glimpsed his faltering steps and worried so much for his stability. Only when he steadied himself