The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1253

Thalassa’s hands worked the controls of the prop, a vintage chandelier, with a nervous twitch. She was taking care of the setup while Susan was adjusting the rigging.

As Susan let go, she gave the chandelier an extra push, causing it to swing dangerously.

Just then, Lysander entered the studio.

The timing couldn’t have been worse. The chandelier was swinging higher and higher, and the hook hadn’t been secured properly. In a split second, the prop flew off its mooring, hurtling straight towards Lysander.

His icy gaze snapped towards the incoming danger.

It was about to crash down on him when Susan cried out, “Mr. Sinclair, watch out!” In a swift move, she lunged forward, pushing Lysander out of the way. The chandelier crashed down onto her instead, the sharp pain of impact forcing a muffled groan from her lips as it struck her shoulder blade.

The prop bounced off Susan and clattered to the ground.

Lysander. “Mr. Sinclair, are you alright?” she asked, her voice strained.

piercing eyes locked onto her. “What happened?” he demanded, his voice a

and that it involved Lysander. They

hurt.

loudly demand accountability. “Who was in charge of the chandelier? Step forward!”

happening. As she emerged, she saw Lysander standing in the midst of the crowd, an imposing figure with a stern face

shoulder seeping blood that stained her shirt and dripped to the floor; her expression twisted in pain.

and took the hit herself. If

had happened from Zane’s tirade. She looked at Lysander innocently, about to explain that it

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