The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1378

Richard extended his hand to Isabella, his expression icy, his gesture not an invitation but a command.

At that moment, Isabella’s face was a canvas of raw emotion-shocked, grief-stricken, defiant.

She glanced at Richard’s outstretched hand and then, with a sudden movement, tucked the jade pearl behind her back. Her voice trembled with passion as she declared, “This was my mother’s, Richard, and I won’t hand it over to you! I’ll go to Joshua myself and explain everything!”

With those words, Isabella turned on her heel and sprinted away.

Richard took off after her, his long strides eating up the distance.

Behind him, Thalassa, overwhelmed by sorrow and struck by the revelation of her paternity, could no longer hold herself upright. Her head spun, her vision speckled with bursts of light, and her body, exhausted, pitched forward.

Out of the corner of his eye, Richard saw Thalassa collapsing and doubled back, catching her just in time. Thalassa’s eyes were closed, her body limp; she had fainted.

as he called out, “Thalassa, come

shook her gently, but she was

Rich he couldn’t let anything happen to her-not when it would devastate Lysander, whe not he awoke from his own

scooped Thalassa into his arms and made a beeline for

he bellowed, “Doctor! We need

to rest, were summoned by Richard’s urgent cries.

Lysander, looked at the bloodied woman in Richard’s arms and asked in alarm, “Has this patient been untreated all this time?”

assuming she was stained with someone else’s blood, not realizing she herself

patient had collapsed. Could it be that the blood was her own,

not physical injuries; it’s a series of emotional wounds,” Richard explained. “External

blows, the turmoil-it was more

endured this far was already a testament