The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1371

Lysander was the prodigy of the Sinclair family, a man who had been groomed personally by Zephyr from an early age to lead the esteemed family. Once, he was sharp, sagacious, and ruled with an iron fist, never second-guessing himself over trivial matters, let alone allowing someone to cloud his judgment.

But ever since he met Thalassa, he found himself breaking his own rules, showing her leniency, and losing his composure around her and now, it seemed he was even willing to risk his own life.

On the way to the hospital, Zephyr had already had his people dig up the details: someone had bombed Thalassa’s family villa, causing the structure to collapse, and it was while shielding Thalassa that Lysander had been buried beneath the rubble and gravely injured.

Had it not been for his attempt to save Thalassa, Lysander-always quick on his feet-could have easily escaped the collapsing building unscathed.

But for Thalassa’s sake, he had sustained serious injuries.

Zephyr was beside himself with grief, his worry and pain suppressed into smoldering anger.

“Losing too much blood… the doctors are doing everything they can to transfuse…” Thalassa’s voice trembled as she responded to Zephyr’s stern and piercing interrogation, her face ashen.

Lysander’s condition, but she was in the dark, left only

clamped around Zephyr’s heart with the weight of despair. He felt drained of strength, staggering backward,

reached out to

David was quicker, catching Zephyr

before falling limply

for years, and even when he had been ambushed five years

for a woman, he was on the brink of death.

say? Any attempt at

sorrow, the door to the

expression, but his forehead glistened with

room door, Thalassa’s nerves tensed, her eyes

approach him, but Zephyr straightened up and hurried over; the man who once stood tall and unyielding was now hunched

Zephyr’s voice was strained, the tremble in his words betraying