The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1197

“Next time you introduce her to the wrong crowd, I won’t be so lenient,” Lysander’s icy words hung in the air as he strode with Thalassa towards his sleek black Rolls-Royce.

Thalassa was silent, her heart aching for Hertha as she cast a worried glance over her shoulder.

Hertha stood rooted to the spot, blinking in confusion as she watched Lysander and Thalassa’s retreating figures.

What was Lysander implying? What did he mean by accusing her of bringing Thalassa into the wrong crowd?

It was not like she had expected Carina to flag down their ride, pestering Thalassa like that..

“Damn, Lysander is one tough cookie,” Hertha mused to herself. “The guy doesn’t let anything slide, does he?” But then again, seeing how fiercely protective he was of Thalassa, Hertha can’t help but feel happy for her.

a tombstone and tried to burn her alive was something Thalassa had never shared with Hertha. Now, hearing the full story, Hertha felt a chill run down her spine. Thank goodness Lysander had come to Thalassa’s rescue; otherwise,

time. After watching them get into the Rolls-Royce, she got into her own

Inside the Rolls-Royce.

occupied the passenger’s. She was stifled by his overpowering presence, barely daring

Lysander leaned over. His imposing shadow enveloped her, and the familiar scent of his cologne sent

merely reached for the seat belt and buckled her in. Only then did Thalassa realize she had been sitting there, foolishly forgetting to strap

driving off

to say?” Lysander’s voice, deep and resonant, broke the

turned to look at his profile-chiseled, handsome, and

one glance was enough to make her heart skip a beat, struck by both his authority and

moment, she managed a timid reply, “About