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.

Evelyn with

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

Lysander’s voice

spun around, her

and wondering if she had misheard.

single glance from him enough

you waiting

back to

his towering figure imposing a

back, caught in

deep, searching look her way, his hand reaching

Thalassa closed her

luggage being lifted. Opening her eyes, she saw Lysander placing their suitcase in the

driven by someone Thalassa didn’t recognize. She

they reached

can head back now,” Thalassa said, taking her