The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1195

Thalassa’s heart ached for Debby’s plight, torn between empathy for her suffering and an inability to forgive the madness that had almost cost Thalassa her life in a raging fire.

The searing pain of flames licking her skin, the ever-present threat of being engulfed and burned alive it was a memory that still sent shivers down her spine.

Thalassa’s delicate brows furrowed as she turned to Debby’s mother, “Honestly, I haven’t pursued it, nor did I call the cops. If you really want to beg for mercy, go to Lysander. It’s his leg that got burned in the fire, and he’s the one seeking justice.”

It was the truth; her intervention would do no good.

At the mention of Lysander’s injury, Debby’s mother’s eyes widened, her already trembling composure shattered, fear washing over her face as if she’d seen a ghost.

Lysander. I’m willing to offer my own leg to atone for his pain, just let him take his anger out

Thalassa hurriedly opened the car door, rushing to help her up, “Please, don’t kneel, get up, you really mustn’t…”

welded to the ground, sobbing and pleading for Thalassa to relent and spare

true. I haven’t pursued it. If

I’m willing to have him burn off a leg if it’ll calm his

her to think twice, to consider her loving parents, her siblings, and her friends who cared

tying her up and setting the fire with a delirious determination.

to sacrifice a

could drive such a profound

sway Lysander once his mind was set.