The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1222

Thalassa could feel Lysander’s anger seeping into her skin like a frigid breeze, tensing every muscle in her body. She dared not take his mood lightly.

Her long lashes flickered as she looked up at him. “Callum came to see me today. It was about Debby. I didn’t have any ulterior motives, and I definitely don’t plan on running away again…”

She was cut off abruptly as Lysander’s hand clamped around her chin, his deep-set eyes flashing a warning chill. “If you even think of running away again, it won’t be just his legs I’ll break!”

A twinge of pain shot through Thalassa’s jaw where he held her, causing her to furrow her brow. “You’re hurting me.”

There was a fleeting softness in Lysander’s gaze as he slightly eased his grip.

Feeling a bit of relief, Thalassa continued, “He’s Debby’s cousin, and he was hoping you’d show her some mercy, maybe lessen her sentence.”

She didn’t hide anything from Lysander, telling him everything about her conversation with Callum that was centered around Debby’s situation.

Lysander tilted her face up to his with his index finger, his stern visage confronting her. “So, are you pleading for her?” His voice was low and frosty.

and frightened of Lysander, especially now, with him in such

Her fear deepened.

angrier Lysander might become. Only by facing him. head-on could she clear away his doubts.

reducing it by half, to say, ten years, wouldn’t be so

gaze turned piercing, the chill in the car so palpable that the

looking to forgive Debby.

eyes bore into her, waiting for her to

went on, “Callum risked his own safety to help me and the kids get away, which cost him a broken leg. I owe him for that. If settling Debby’s matter can repay that debt, then Callum

an eye on Lysander’s expression, avoiding to provoke him

carefully, trying to be as clear and straightforward as possible. Lysander’s icy demeanor thawed slightly. In the dim light of the car, his face

be even with him?” he asked,

me. It feels like I have to be more lenient with them. If I don’t owe

earnest gaze met Lysander’s, her clear eyes reflecting sincerity.