The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1198

Lysander’s topic leap was so sudden that Thalassa was momentarily caught off guard, trying to catch the thread of conversation.

Who was Lysander referring to when he mentioned ‘the man’?

Was it Alaric, or Spencer?

After all, she had met with two men that day.

But seeing Lysander sit there, his presence chilling like a frosty winter’s eve, as if thunder and lightning were his to command and snowflakes danced at his brooding, oppressive mood, Thalassa quickly realized who he was talking about.

It definitely wasn’t Alaric; Alaric was his best mate, and she and Hertha had met him several times without Lysander ever breathing fire and brimstone her way.

It was the meeting with Spencer today that had set him off.

it all wrong. Today, Hertha was going on a blind

threatening stance earlier, telling Hertha that if she ever dragged Thalassa to meet someone

earth did Lysander know about her whereabouts

pawned off, the

it be Alaric had phoned Lysander?

deep gaze flicked her way, a look that was one-third oppressive, one-third icy, and the

Thalassa’s palms clench slightly, unsure

he not believe

and thought she’d reject the guy on the spot, but was afraid to do it alone. So, she

voice, cold as a glacier, seemed to fly low across the

beat as she met his gaze. She remembered how, when she and Hertha arrived, Spencer’s eyes had flitted between

Lysander was

was too possessive. Just a glance from