The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1224

Chapter 1224

Lysander’s gaze was as chilling as a winter storm, sending an involuntary shiver down Thalassa’s spine as she inched backward, her eyes wide with fear.

She had merely spoken the truth, unable to fathom what had suddenly ignited Lysander’s wrath.

His eyes were as dark and unfathomable as the ocean depths, sharp as a rapier’s edge, bore into her without a word, yet their piercing intensity spoke volumes more than any speech could.

An oppressive aura enveloped Thalassa, her heart pounding faster with each passing second.

Cornered against the car door, she felt trapped with no more room to retreat.

Lysander’s arm shot forward, and Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat. Instinctively bracing to evade, she was caught off guard as his large hand clasped her wrist, pulling her firmly back into her seat.

“What’s there to fear?” His voice filled the confined space of the car.

Thalassa’s shoulders tensed, her eyes darting to his hand gripping her wrist. His fingers were long and well-defined, his skin pale and cool to the touch-just like him, aloof and silent.

to wriggle free, but the memory of Lysander effortlessly snapping Callum’s wrist halted her movements. A chill crept up her

and on edge, managed a timid, “Nothing… nothing at

he not realize what

atmosphere around him had turned icy, the kind of cold that could

was intimidating and

and averted his gaze. He resumed his rigid posture, focusing on the

cautiously shifted, settling into her seat, wary of making any sudden movements that might provoke

enigma,

in the car, already heavy from Lysander’s

original posture, the coldness emanating from him had not

her heart

the car pulled up to the

“Mr. Sinclair, Ms.

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