The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1160

The flammability of gasoline was notorious, and with the slightest spark, it ignited with a whoosh.

Flames licked around the perimeter of the grave, snaking up like tongues of fire and encircling Thalassa completely. The heat scorched her face; it was searing and terrifying. Thalassa thrashed violently in panic. She was desperately trying to break the ropes that bound her, but Debby had tied them too tightly.

No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t break free.

“I’m out of here. You’re on your own,” Debby’s voice cut through the ring of fire, its words barely audible over the roar of the flames to Thalassa’s ears.

Thalassa was beyond reason. Her mind was filled with the sounds of roaring flames and mounting panic.

She fought against her restraints with all her might, but the ropes wouldn’t budge.

Debby, with her flashlight in hand, walked away, climbed into her car, and glanced back at the fiery circle. She stepped on the gas and drove off into the night.

The blazing circle illuminated the graveyard. The place was as bright as day.

the flames, Thalassa saw the many headstones, and beyond them were the ominous woods, where

the pitch-black distance; on the other, the fire so close it could

her struggle ceaselessly. The phone slipped out

that it was Lysander calling. Desperate, she tried to reach the phone, but it was on the ground,

“Lysander” flashing over and over, as she frantically tried to slide the answer button. But she

extinguished and her mind was plunged into despair and

Thalassa looked up to see the grass within the circle catching fire, creeping closer and closer.

the flames reached her. And with the gasoline soaked into

in terror, she curled up, trying to distance herself from the

and despair thickened with

trembled, and her tears flowed

would she lose

here. She was pregnant, with children at home who needed her, and had a mother to look after.