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.

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

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

her struggle ceaselessly. The phone slipped out of her

Desperate, she tried to reach the phone, but it was on

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

extinguished and her mind was plunged into

looked up to see the grass within the circle

the flames reached her. And with the gasoline soaked into her clothes, it would

she curled up, trying to distance herself from the spreading flames,

thickened with each passing moment.

and her tears

she lose her

pregnant, with children at home who needed her, and had a mother to look