The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1289

Atticus, the apple of Thalassa’s eye, was now in cahoots with Lysander.

“What’s got you so jumpy and giggly, Thalassa?” Evelyn sidled up, craning her neck to peek at Thalassa’s phone with curiosity.

“Messages from Atticus,” Thalassa said, handing over her phone without a fuss.

Evelyn couldn’t help but chuckle at the message. “Look at it. That little boy has already turned his back on us.”

Before Evelyn could ponder any longer, that white Lamborghini of Lysander’s roared to life behind them, zooming past and coming to a halt with a dramatic flair.

Lysander, arm casually resting on the open window, fixed his gaze on Thalassa, his tone brooking no argument, “No one else is giving you a ride now. Still want to make it to the train station?”

He even knew she was heading to the train station!

-Atticus must have been tracking her phone all the time. What a little rascal. She’d have to give him a piece of her mind later.

With Lysander around, no one else would dare offer Thalassa a lift.

glanced at Evelyn with worry,

or hitch a ride with Mr. Gordon later,” Evelyn sighed, knowing full well that Lysander wouldn’t extend his

both of you!” Lysander’s

words, Thalassa spun around, her eyes wide with

equally taken aback and wondering if she had

presence was overwhelming, a single glance from him enough to send a shiver Evelyn’s spine.

waiting

snapped back to

his towering figure imposing a silent

instinctively shuffled back, caught in his aura of authority.

deep, searching look her way, his hand reaching

grab her chin like before, Thalassa closed her eyes, bracing for the

the anticipated pain, she felt the weight of her luggage being lifted. Opening her eyes, she saw Lysander placing their suitcase in the

didn’t recognize. She and Evelyn sat in the back while Lysander occupied the passenger

they reached

can head back now,” Thalassa said, taking her suitcase.