The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1267

Callum snapped back to reality and noticed Evelyn’s furrowed brow, her face etched with worry and guilt. His smile returned, easing the tension in the air, “Hey, what are you talking about? You don’t owe me an apology. This kind of stuff happens all the time, no biggie.”

“That’s a relief,” Evelyn replied, her voice trembling slightly with the weight of her concern. No sooner had the words left her mouth than the door burst open. A gust of formidable energy charged into the room, tugging at everyone’s nerves.

Evelyn turned to see Lysander carrying Thalassa into the room, his stern face tight with displeasure.

Evelyn’s heart sank, her voice laced with panic and worry as she uttered, “Thalassa…”

Callum’s gaze darkened upon seeing Lysander’s hold on Thalassa, his fist clenching at his side.

Under the watchful eyes of her mother and Callum, Thalassa felt her discomfort grow, twisting in Lysander’s arms. His sharp glance sent a clear message, and she stilled, as if doused in icy water.

The mere thought of being seen in such a compromising position was bearable when it only involved strangers, but this was different. Here she was, in front of her mother and Callum, held close by Lysander in a manner that was far too intimate.

if Lysander had ground it into the dirt beneath his leather boots, a burning humiliation.

low and icy as he commanded, “If

her eyes wide with

was he saying?

suggesting they leave so he could…? And say it right in front of her mother and Callum?

Lysander’s presence, turned pale but managed a weak smile. “Of course, we’ll just

Evelyn left

chord in Callum, his breathing becoming heavy. Despite the challenging glare, Callum slowly rose, leaning

out, Evelyn, still under Lysander’s intimidating gaze, shut the door behind

ashen, “Mr. Gordon, let’s get out

would want to stick around and hear the intensity of what might transpire behind that

word, she walked away.